This is a diary about me, about my life, and about the abuse that I suffered. I write not for pity or attention. I write to find my voice and shed light on issues that are too often kept locked away in darkness, deep in the minds of their victims. I have held my secrets for too long, so I share them with you now, both friends and strangers so I can ease some of the weight that i carry on these shoulders.
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Saturday, June 2, 2012
Dear Diary,
I'm needing to scream and cry and fall in to the arms of someone spilling my secrets from my lips but I fall mute. I am tired of carrying this secret, this shame, this hurt. I find a kind ear, open my mouth to speak yet no words come out. These memories are so heavy that my back is aching and my shoulders are sore from this weight. Please someone come and relieve me. Take off some and hold it for me. Help me carry this pain up these steep hills. Where Is my help? I can't do this alone. I need someone, anyone. I need to explode, vomit this hurt out. I am exhausted from keeping his secret. Please someone listen to my cries. Can anyone hear me?
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I can hear you and I understand exactly what you are saying. You word it so very well.
ReplyDeletethanks friend
ReplyDeleteI can hear you. Thank you for putting words to my feelings! I'm here if you need to talk. My E-Mail is staystrongandbrave@yahoo.com
ReplyDeleteThank you for hearing me and for your offer
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