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I felt like sharing at a warm welcoming place and I thought of Mirrors. |
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Geri |
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Oct 27, 05 - 7:58 PM |
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Good evening everyone,
I was driving home on the Bay Bridge. The calm, smooth drive home and the cold dark weather that reminds me of Christmas were my companions home. I knew that my baby would be working late and that brought back a lost feeling of sadness to my heart. My first few Christmas in the States filled with the sexual abuse from my father came back to life once again.
I cried as I drove over the bridge. Knowing that the abused had passed and happy that I'm at a much better place in life now. But I cried for my father, not only because his abuse made me push him away from my life but because his actions stole my father from me.
It is like there were two men who I know are the same but I still so desperately wish they were two.
I wished to call him and telling I love despite the horrible acts you committed but I know I won't because having him close is just too painful still.
To the survivors hurting from time to time "you are not alone"," I know how it feels", and "this will pass too just like last time"
Huggies to Mirrors
((((((((((( Mirrors )))))))))))))
Geri |
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