I always picked the devils I knew. Smiling demons reflecting my childhood traumas like a broken mirror.
The ugly words. The violent threats. The destruction of walls, doors, cabinetry, me. Ignore. Deny. Remember the good days.
Until there are no more good days.
So, I escaped.
I'm out of tears.
But not words.
Those I will always have.
And so will you.
United States Domestic Violence Resources
International Domestic Violence Resources
Got my copy! So excited for you!
Got my copy!!!