my t cried when i tell her some of the brutal stuff...which really threw me for a loop when it first happened....

my pdoc who doesn't really know many of the details kind of sat there with a look of total shock and sadness on his face when he heard just a little of it and then said he was so sorry for me in such a kind voice...made me feel like he must be such a loving father

i don't know if you have felt this yet but over time maybe...i felt such stength telling my story...no one believed me when i was little all those times when i told back then...but now as an adult... they do...and its real and it makes a world of difference...KIND OF MAKES YOU WANT TO TYPE IN BIG LETTERS...YA KNOW. AND THE MORE YOU TELL AND THE MORE ITS BELIEVED THE STRONGER YOU GET...ITS VERY EMPOWERING....AND HEALING.