Redemption
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Finding myself in an abusive world was something I tried so hard to fight against. I was a warrior, but along the line I lost my self confidence in the midst of chaos, and couldn't fight for myself alone. I needed a reminder to keep going...
Many part of me were broken, and brutalized. I yearned so bad searching for a healer, trying to find ways to fill voids through souls. Not knowing I couldn't build home through improper foundation.
In my quest for a healer, I met the wrong doctor. He didn't just damage my broken pieces. I felt hollow, echoed by sadness. His bandage never stuck. He made me empty after gambling with my lost heart.
Then my eyes opened in realising that the redemption is within me.
Yes! The redemption you've spent all your life searching for is within you, staring at you despite being invisible.
Get yourself crunchy popcorn and drink as you journey with me into this storyline of self redemption... Much love from here guysππΉ
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