SUMMERS
I got thinking about summers (nod 2 WG) and how it was a mixed bag of abuse and freedom. Summers meant being home 24-7 with our abusers and more free time to be sent off to those using us, but at the same time there were sometimes hours of freedom away from all that and everyone. There were times of actual lack of terror and some well placed self
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Summers for me (conscious memorywise) meant long days working as my Grandmother's house cleaner from the ages of about 6 to 16. Good times. I remember the waiting waiting waiting to be old enough to get away from my family.
Let's hope we can have lots of good ones in future to make up?
Lovely post hun.
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away from primary perps. Farm living, being on the ocean you've heard it a thousand times from
me. So physical safety yes. Unfortunately summertime was fuLl of Mom too. Not so much at all. And so.
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