The Nightmare Continued
My nerves were shot. However, the shaking and the rocking back and forth
had subsided.
Time to go back home to my abusive husband. Continue reading The Nightmare Continued
My nerves were shot. However, the shaking and the rocking back and forth
had subsided.
Time to go back home to my abusive husband. Continue reading The Nightmare Continued
As a survivor of domestic violence; I learned early on, how to cope and adapt.~ C.S. DeDona Continue reading It’s been rough and not just the last two years. COVID and Hurricane Ian challenged me.
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