What had begun as a catharsis has turned into a manuscript of a soon-to-be-released book and a mission. I realized that just because I am hidden away from the world in a bedridden condition does not mean what I have to say has no value.
No one should ever feel that way. Everybody suffers and each has a story to tell. I love this quote:
“Your writing matters as much as the hard labor others do. You teach us all through your words the value of helping other human beings through tragedy.” author unknown
Anyhow, I never realized how difficult it would be for me to write my life story – lay it out there honestly in transparency for all to see. All I experienced – how I felt.
What it was like to be a molested, raped, then to be a captive of sex traffickers, suffer through two abusive marriages, and now paralyzed due to a rare virus I contracted while a captive.
It’s not easy to revisit an agonizing past over and over again while we edit. But, I think it’s important to share the effects that it has had on my life – my journey from misery to an abiding hope.
A row of human dominoes, toppling over, unaware or uncaring, can cause irreparable damage to a mind, body, and soul. I had a string of dominoes in my life.
I believe my book conveys all these things (without judgement) and will open eyes so that together we can help spare one another from similar fates.
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