Kitty’s Private Corner

forgiveness, nostalgia, and the things I loved about my abusers

I believed them. I thought they knew better than myself, I was silly, stupid, and what did I know? I had no validation through credentials, awards, or any measurable success. …I saw them as smart, efficient, capable. I admired their strength, their knowledge. I suppose a bit too much, as it blinded me to their

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