I couldnt be a T, how do they do it? How do they hear stories like that? My heart is broken for you. I don't know what to say or do. I'm so sorry. For the loss of the baby, for the rape, that your escape was back to the woman who molested you, that you thought that
was love, that your father delivered you into the mouth of hell. I hear you, Wepow. I guess that's all i have to give is i hear you, and my prayer is for you to be surrounded by angels and healing light. May you walk in beauty now, you have seen enough ugliness. Sending you gentle hugs if that's ok.