THE BRIDGES I HAD TO CROSS
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Última publicación mié, jun 3, 2020
This book is about a young lady who was sexually and mentally abused by a very close family member at a young age..She felt like she couldn't go on, she had no where or no one to turn to.she became very depressed, suppressed and had a very low esteem growing up has a child..She wondered and pondered for many years what to do, who to turn to but in God she always put her trust he was her guide and spirtual father.She started hating men at times because she also grew up in a abusive family so it wasnt easy.This young lady thought of ending her life many times but she then remember that God alone gives and takes life and that no weapon formed against her shall prosper even when the enemy comes to destroy her that God will always put a fence all around her.She tried Smoking, Sex with no attachment, Homosexuality, Suicide, Sleeping it off, Listening to music, Singing and counselling but nothing ever seems to ease her pain.
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Remember any problem you face to never give up put your trust in the creator and stand firm.Bless you all...
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