being stalked
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My whole life, my kindness has been mistaken for weakness. It’s made me prey to the bloodhounds of opportunity. I wonder if you have ever felt the same. I met Jesus when I was three. He knew I’d need him soon after. I am so thankful I met him at an early age. The love…
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“Ah-ha!” I nearly blurted out loud as my “ah-ha” moment woke me from a sour night of tortured sleep. It was the second time in a year that I had been met with the inappropriate demands of a man and this time, I was angry. No one prepares you for abandonment. Having been raised by…
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