Pink Elephants

This tells it how it was. This helps me to know that no matter how old I got, I could not have stopped the abuse. I couldn’t see a way out. I really didn’t know any other way. I am just beginning to understand how bad it really was. The sharp intake of breath from my therapist reminds me how abnormal it was. My best friend reeling from my blog posts tells me that I was reeling as a child. This blog post says it all.

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