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Broken Seashells
Polished by a Rough Journey
Sometimes I feel like a seashell on the beach, battered by the waves against the rocks, dragged through the sand, lying broken on the shore. The process is painful and hard, but I am better for it. Polished by the rough journey. Whole even without the pieces I've lost. All I need is what is left to me, edges smoothed, beautiful.
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Hi, I'm Kris -
This is my story
I am someone who grew up with a lot of faith and hope for my future. I heard people say that things never work out the way you expect and, at least for me, it turned out that is true. The life I thought I would live is nothing like the life I ended up living, but I am happy now and I can see what I have learned by going through what I experienced.
I am someone who came out of abuse. I am someone who stayed for years with a partner who hurt me. I am someone who lived for a long time in a place of fear, self-doubt, and darkness. I am someone who, with the help of friends, faith, and trust in God, found her way out of the darkness and into the light. I am someone who knows the slow painfulness of breaking free and the beauty of growing strong. This is my story.
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