Wednesday

Crossing my arms tightly; I squeezed my shoulders until my knuckles turned white.  I wasn’t going to cry.  I wasn’t going to let him do this to me again.  Breathe, Breathe, Breathe.  I had to find the strength to fight him this time.  I couldn’t let him hurt me anymore.  I pulled back my shoulders, stood a little taller, lifted my chin, and then reached out my trembling hand to touch the ...