Reiki Practitioner and Spiritual Healer
Oh no! I can't move again. I feel pinned down. A horrible stagnant smell attacks my head and body, a nausea floods my senses like a trail of rotten entrails. The terror of the known and unknown strikes again.
A small body learned how to block it; a mind did not want to confront it. So it all lay buried in its vile chasm of despair and horror, A rotten grime of taboo human behaviour, inflicted upon another.
How did I overvome this horror and pain?
LET ME TELL YOU MY STORY.
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