As i sit and talk to the universe and ask exactly why are we here on earth again. and what it means to be human.  I started crying and i asked God to forgive the abusers. I felt free. So i ask myself now what? just keep swimming.  keep healing it will be soon till we get to the other side....

 i dont feel the anger and frustration. But a sense of loss.... i guess now i grieve that little girl that was forced to grow up too soon.... melancholy....