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Loved Used
People saw the face before they ever took the time to know the woman. Judged by appearance, misunderstood by rumors, and defined by assumptions, she spent her life fighting to be seen for who she truly was—a gifted, intelligent woman with…
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Previously
…I looked at my hands, the hands that had worked, that had loved, that had fought. They were bruised, calloused, but they were still my hands. And they still had strength. The path ahead was shrouded in darkness, a treacherous winding road with no clear end in sight. But for the sake of my children, for the sake of finding some semblance of peace, I had to keep moving. Even if it was just one painful step at a time. The echoes of the past were deafening, but perhaps, just perhaps, I could find a way to sing a new song, one that drowned out the lies and the pain, and finally, finally, reclaim my own voice.