As I spoke to my young, wounded part last night my tears fell like a waterfall from my eyes as I finally gave this piece of me the space to be seen and heard. I let her know that she is safe, that we are safe, and that it was okay to grieve.
My recovery from childhood sexual abuse
As I spoke to my young, wounded part last night my tears fell like a waterfall from my eyes as I finally gave this piece of me the space to be seen and heard. I let her know that she is safe, that we are safe, and that it was okay to grieve.
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