Just got home from group. We did a little project, art project of course, about an obstacle in our lives and overcoming it

Mine was about how my life seemed good until my parents died. Even though I was sexually abused by my brother when I was younger. I didn’t really think about that until I was 18.

The day my Dad died changed my world. It only got worse when my mother died. Both of them gone while I was still in high school.

That was the time when I ceased growing.

Looking, yearning for love.


About Avictimnomore

Lost soul, trying to find myself. Trying to learn to be a survivor of child sexual abuse, the death of my parents when I was a teen, and being disowned by my remaining family.
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