Last week I wrote a post that’s left me feeling wrecked.
I’ve written about predators from my childhood before. But never, ever before have I written–or even thought–about them all together. Doing so was so devastating, even thinking about this blog has since left me trembling and queasy.
I think I might know the cure. It comes in the form of reposting an October 2011 post I accidentally deleted with hundreds of others.
I want it to have a place here again. I want it here as my reminder I am more than broken.
I am a force greater than fear.
Boo YOU, motherfucker.
Originally posted October 14, 2011
I felt confident and sure as I strode down the hallway in my new pantsuit.
I knew the case. I enjoyed pushing my comfort boundaries. Best of all, on the other side of the mock trial, I’d be closer to…
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