I was well aware of the word abuse, the different types and some of the lasting effects of it. Was I aware of my own abuse I endured and was silent about?
Not until I got pregnant and felt I wanted to protect this growing life inside of me, even from myself. I was already on a journey to discover what true freedom and happiness was.
Little did I know the chains that bound me were not recognized. I was fighting for something with no clue of what was holding me back.Read more on themighty.com