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I’d lived in darkness so long.
My past was abuse and ridicule.
When I met, you I thought you like everyone else wouldn’t care who I was.
But you persevered, hung in there, giving me the opportunity to talk.
Initially, there was much to stay hidden in shadows, so much I was ashamed of, so much better not mentioned.
It was the day you came out and asked me what happened to you that I stopped what we were doing.
Until then everything was superficial, I felt safe.
Your question was confronting. I pulled back, turned off my computer.
Did I want you to know?
It took me three days to get back to you.
I found three messages from you asking if I was ok.
For the first time in my life, I started my answer: “Here is my story..”
You didn’t judge but answered it was ok and I was not alone.
Like a light in the distance, you showed me a path I am happy travelling.