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It took me six years to finally stop thinking of myself as a victim of rape and abuse and to live for the present moment and future. It took me six years to finally believe that the past does not define and what happened to me doesn’t make me who I am. I finally stopped…
It’s the small gestures that really make a difference. A deep kiss rather than a quick peck. The small precious moments of time we take out of our day to spend uninterrupted time together. The sharing of our feelings. Shared hope for the future. I don’t need the huge, romantic gestures. I just need you,…
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