I fight to stay alive. I fight for the beautiful moment called life. I fight when I do not even know I am fighting, it is such a part of me.I fight to be me, to be free, to be still, real, honest. As a child it is all I Continue Reading
Seeing , believing , feeling , voicing Childhood Trauma
I fight to stay alive. I fight for the beautiful moment called life. I fight when I do not even know I am fighting, it is such a part of me.I fight to be me, to be free, to be still, real, honest. As a child it is all I Continue Reading