Vicki

At 5 1/2, I shared what happened to me to a trusted adult. I was told "You are a bad girl and don't you ever say anything like that ever again." So when others touched and abused me, I never said a word.

Until 17 years into my marriage; the repressed memories began surfacing.

Even in the darkness of abuse, God's stars of hope are shining. God's light and truth dispel the darkness of my abuses.