-Little girl speak
“And sometimes my safety washes away. Sometimes it’s ripped right out from under me. And in those moments, I can feel the weight so heavily, like the lost pages of a diary. This child within; she’s still battling. She fights so hard for a seat at my table. And every day, I try my best to let her in. Thank God most days, I’m able.”
-Little girl speak
-Little girl speak
“PTSD is like having a body that wants to swim, and a mind that wants to drown.”
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