What's there to be silent about...


They say the silent healers are the ones to watch out for. I say it's the ones that heal out loud. They are not afraid to expose the truth. They're not afraid of destroying you. 
I speak out loud to help others going through what I went through. I'm not looking for pity or care enough about him to linger in a misery he himself lives in. 
If I wanted to destroy him, trust me when I say he'd already be writhing in pain. His life would be over and he'd be wanting to off himself. A woman that holds that kind of power and doesn't use it is a strong woman. A woman who subdues that power has God in her. I promise you... when the demons in my head taunt me to do it, I get on my knees and pray for the strength I need to not do it. I want to. But I havent.... yet! 

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