by AnnieBaebee
Literally stunning. This is beautifully written. I noticed this tremendous insight whilst I was reading this chapter which arose from this...
“... realized that I was haunted in my own way. I carried Jerry around like a sickness, my brain always finding ways to remind me of my past-even in my unconscious state.”
How very true it is, even when the abusers are dead the torment doesn’t stop, so please believe me when I say that I can only hope that this kind of insight is something you’ve learned about as opposed to experiencing it. I wish I could find a way to shake it off.
Thanks for sharing your story.
Tess (UK)