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I felt God wrap me up in His warm embrace. I wasn’t alone, and for the first time in far too long, I felt safe. Even with E next to me. God was with me. He did love me. He felt my agony, the fear, the loneliness. God gave me exactly what I needed. He…
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Hate and resentment. That’s what I felt towards God for the longest time. I just couldn’t comprehend how a loving God could allow a child to be sexually abused. How could He allow that same child to be sexually abused, and sexually assaulted by so many people for so many years? How could a loving…
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One day, someone may be bored and look back on all of my posts, and comments, both here and on X. There will be a discrepancy. I have mentioned not knowing my ancestry, and also having some African ancestry, and maybe some others. Here’s why both are true. I am adopted, and in my adoption…
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If you’re anything like me, you associate PTSD with our military. Those brave men and women who witness things we can never imagine. They keep us safe, they sacrifice their lives for ours. It makes sense that they would come home with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Then I received that diagnosis. I was horrified, and…
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We don’t just move on, and stop grieving our loved ones. We grieve, because we love, and love is lasting. What happens is that we learn how to move forward, heartache and all. We learn how to live with the grief. In some cases, we learn to love again. Grief is different for everyone. It’s…
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Imagine watching your loved one cry on such a level that you didn’t even know was possible. Their very soul is falling to pieces in front of your eyes. You helplessly hold them, knowing nothing in this entire world can bring them comfort. Imagine watching your loved one go from being filled with happiness, and…
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I know evil. I’ve felt its touch on my bare flesh. Always without my consent. I’ve heard its whisper in my ear. Telling me all the vile things it had planned for me. Telling me how sexy it was to watch my face as I was paralyzed by fear and the drugs they had slipped…
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The endometriosis kept getting worse, and after multiple procedures to remove the tissue from other organs, paired with the miscarriage, I had a hysterectomy. Now it was final. I most certainly would never carry a child. I’d never give birth. There were other options, but it seemed anytime I considered them God made the option…
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Yesterday I was so angry with the Sean Combs verdict, that when I wrote my post I left out a major part of why I, and many others, stayed in a long-term abusive relationship. Love bombs. Oftentimes, when E would go off on me, physically or verbally, he would follow it up with the usual…
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Throughout the years, with and even before E, I had been told that I deserved the abuse I was receiving. Not only was it my fault, but not a single person would believe me if I were to speak of it. I started hearing these things when I was a young child, and when you…
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