I have to stop seeing myself through the eyes of my trauma. And realize that’s not who I am. I am proud of myself for pushing though all the pain to see an amazing woman and mother. If even just for a moment
I have to stop seeing myself through the eyes of my trauma. And realize that’s not who I am. I am proud of myself for pushing though all the pain to see an amazing woman and mother. If even just for a moment
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