blinding warm sun
inspiration and guidance
gut busting laughter
safety and security
feeling beautiful
the strength that I hope will come from finally getting out from under his thumb.
knowing it's over is one thing
moving on is quite another
I'm not sure how to do it. I'm scared and ashamed.
I feel so ill equiped.
Beautiful I am not.
Strength eludes me.
Darkness envelopes.
Where is the sun?
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