The Times

Of course I remember the good times. But… sometimes the bad out weighs the good. Sometimes the bad was so bad, the good seems like visions of another life. 

Sexual Assault tends to do that. The Mind Control lends to it as well. I can’t help but feel like, for them, it was a waste. Because they don’t know love when it is looking them in the eye. For me, it was the greatest friendship I will ever have. In the end, the greatest lesson on self worth & healing I will ever receive from God. Spirit. Source.