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she is still me

All of that was years and years ago. I did survive. I did recover. I am strong. I am very strong. I will never get over losing my son, but today it is alright for me to carry that rock in my heart. I wouldn’t put it down if I could. And, I have rediscovered that fiery young woman who got left behind back then. She is still me. No one will ever conquer her again.

gun

I learned something new on the day that he killed me. I had not even attempted to protect myself, I was defenseless. And that was stupid.

I can’t even explain how quickly my mind just “went away” when I saw the barrel of that gun pointed at my face. I had no brain. I was dead already. I could not move, or talk, or object to my untimely demise.