The Cost of Loving Him

Learning to Soar: Recovering from Domestic Abuse

My body and my mind bear witness to the abuse I suffered, marred as they are by both Never be ashamed of a scar visible and invisible scars.

I used to avoid looking in mirrors because I couldn’t bear to see my disfiguring scars.

I felt ugly, and that people could look at me and know exactly what I’d been through.  Never had I felt so exposed, so vulnerable.

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