Warning: Strong adult themes below.***Author’s Note: I believe it’s important to share some of our darkness sometimes—to heal us, to heal others, and mostly to regain personal power over the shadow of these memories.
I wrote this with the hope of empowering other women in similar situations and bringing awareness to a world issue that needs to be brought to light.**I woke in the rainforest of Kuranda by the cry of the cockatoo living in the tree casting shade over my caravan.
I felt groggy, my head spinning like on a morning of a massive hangover. But I went to bed at nine p.m. the previous night, organic-fed and sober as a monk.
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