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Powerful & Fearless

Another poet once said to me, "Stop banging on about domestic abuse; you’ve got so much more than that."


What did he mean? Did I write and talk about it too much? Isn't that meant to be my path? If the experiences I went through weren't for that, then what is my purpose?


I questioned this far too much. It cast a shadow over my words and left blank pages screaming to be heard. Thankfully, it didn’t last. I spoke with others about his "instructions," and I never looked back. They say time is a healer, but I say words and spoken word were mine.


I am still on my journey into the unknown, gently letting it unfold. I will continue to share my stories. The more I write, the more I want to expose—not only the domestic abuse, but the child abuse, my addiction, and so much more. I want to explore the reason I am still here today: fighting strong and becoming a lioness.

 
 
 

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