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Do you know what it's like to live with fear?
To be afraid every day of your life, and to know you can't escape from the the source of your fear?

Do you know what it's like to struggle for acceptance, and find only criticism and condemnation instead?

Do you know what it's like to wake in the morning and know that nothing you do today will be right?

Do you know what it's like to wake in the morning and KNOW that today you will be hit.

Do you know what it's like to hear words such as "you're useless", "you're stupid", "no-one will ever love you", and to hear these words so often you believe them?

Do you know what it's like to feel as if every breath you draw is a waste.
To feel as if suicide is the only option.

Do you know what it is like to reach for help, only to find none, and then find things are actually worse because the one causing your pain now holds another grudge against you?

If you answered yes, then I pray you have had the courage and strength to turn your life around, and find all the beauty and goodness buried deep inside you.
Because it IS there, no matter what anyone else tells you.
The healing is long and hard, but it is worth the journey.

If you know of anyone who is being abused, Please do something to help them. Don't leave them to suffer.

From my heart to Y/yours

Concrete Angel
Martina McBride

Moon's Place