I was always under siege so I never had a childhood. I was persecuted by bullies after we left Hawaii at age 4. I can remember landing in SF at night on the beautiful fairy lights of the airport runway. then waking the next morning to a cold gray love-less world of disappointment.
my body is physically vibrating as stored abuse leaves my tissues like rising dissipating steam.
my pain and fear is dissolving. I'm breathing, calming myself and owning my healing.
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