We are creatures of comfort and to each one of us that means something different.
From
the ages of 6-11 I dealt with sexual abuse. At age 12, rape. From the ages of
13-19, I was a total mess, suffering with at times, extreme PTSD to the point I
was suicidal.
Chaos and inner turmoil were just the norm.
At age 19, I met a man, who is still my man (married 20 years in December) who
brought stability and protection into my life. Something I seriously didn’t
know how to handle. You get used to the chaos. In its odd little way, it
becomes a safe harbor because it’s all you know.
But let me tell you, sweet one, were never meant to go through traumatic things,
let alone remain there in the ashes.
You can rise above the pain and heal. No, it is not by any means… easy. But
if you want it bad enough, it is so possible. You just need strong
accountability partners and for me, it was my Savior, Jesus Christ and my
husband.
Don’t feel sorry for me nor pity me. I am an Overcomer through God’s Grace and
my husband’s love.
I just want others to know your life does not end at the abuse unless you let
it. I am here if you need a friend, sweet one.
