The Tormented

The Tormented

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Growing up you are in constant rip tide, in waves of emotions and in search for your place in life. Your up brining and the events around you mould you to the person you will be. You learn through trial and error, and seek guidance from others to become strong and confident adults. Love and affirmations build you up as you are driven into successful and wonderful experiences. However, it is not that simple for everyone. Beatrice is young and heavily influenced by others opinions about her own body image and self worth. Being bullied throughout her entire life she feels the emotional burden of feeling worthless. Being stolen away from any chance of happiness, she grows in constant turmoil, darkens being her only friend. The toll of self harm and mental lashing has her perception of reality in constant battle with the truth. As she rakes herself into adulthood, she is faced with her inner demons and childhood drama as the source of her torment stands before her.
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