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Secret, Childhood Sexual Abuse
by Melissa Martin I ran and ran and ran trying to outrun my secret shame. I drank and drank and drank trying to drown my secret pain. I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed trying to numb my secret past. But the secret childhood sexual abuse would not be outran, would be drowned, would not be numbed. Secret, I vomit you out. I stop running. I stop drowning. I stop numbing. I stop alcohol and drugs. I start talking. I start healing. I start. Melissa writes about the God and human connection and condition. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |