I was 24 years old and a mother of two when I saw my reflection in the survivor looking back at me on a morning talk show. She was just as disconnected and lonely as I was. As she spoke about her own depression, my heart stood still in disbelief, and I finally saw my truth. I was ready to step out of denial and face my past (and current) abuse.I was 24 years old and a mother of two when I saw my reflection in the survivor looking back at me on a morning talk show. She was just as disconnected and lonely as I was. As she spoke about her own depression, my heart stood still in disbelief, and I finally saw my truth. I was ready to step out of denial and face my past (and current) abuse…
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