My strength is that I care too much. It is also my biggest weakness.
A Letter To My Childhood Sexual Abuser
It was in that moment, when I held my granddaughter in my arms for the very first time, that I knew with no uncertainty that I had to find the courage to speak up.
That is what it means to have the courage to love and to know when love is all you have to give.
My Childhood Sexual Abuse had far reaching effects on my life. It has never let go of my throat, haunting me into adulthood.