soul
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In the wake of violation, when the heart feels irreparably broken, imagine instead a kind of resurrection—a revival not of the perpetrator’s power but of your own untamed spirit. This isn’t a softening of the truth or a blurring of the abuse’s horror; it’s a radical reawakening of the self beyond the confines of imposed…
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When I can’t hear the music, I know it’s time for me to stop in life and regroup. There was never a time of reprieve in the home I was born into. There was chaos and abuse on the daily. A time to reflect and be still just couldn’t be found. After I left my…