My flesh is weak and that guy was terrible for me but I do sometimes think about when I had my thumb in his mouth

Maybe it’s silly but I feel a little bit bad about how I’ve used this blog in the recent year(s)? I want it to be about truth and more positive again rather than me being explicit about the abuse I’ve endured…. That’s a part of my life but not my whole world by any means! Anyways I’m getting therapy consistently every week now doing trauma specific exercises and I’m grateful for the help and I’m doing much better (weird as my situation might be I’m able to look at it differently now.. like that poem about treating yourself as your own daughter that has been helping me to get a clearer, kinder view of myself) <3