With bloodied hands and trembling resolve, I scraped my way out of the wreckage. I looked into the mirror and, for the first time, called myself home.
I Will Write You Into the Light
Tag: speaking out
Survivor Voices: Sherri Callahan
"My little mind was already trying to reason his abuse of me. I remember thinking, “He thinks I am my mom. It's ok.”
Vennie Kocsis 
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