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Seven Years


Seven years– That’s how long it took for someone to look at me and say “I believe you.” For seven years I endured unimaginable pain and isolation, even when surrounded by friends and family. I was a prisoner in my own body and mind, sentenced to solitary confinement. During the first few years I was quite vocal, determined to make someone listen to me. “This pain doesn’t feel normal,” I told my…

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Seven Years

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