Recovery Or Something Like It
Life started out happy and an event changed the course of my universe, before I knew what,
the usual childhood illness came and went. No lasting impairments held me back, I knew I
was young and could invent myself, and work my way into a better situation, as needed.
A careless remark can change your perspective, your outlook on life. Words can cut to the
heart and leave a lasting open festering wound. One word placed sharply before a young
and tender heart, creates a new path, the worldly way.
Left with guilt and shame, recovery is an ongoing process, daily seek guidance and make a
conscious effort to overcome the hurt in a girl's heart. I don't know if I will ever be wholely
recovered, but I seek completeness.
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