I’ve been that woman. The one who was: Abandoned Rejected Orphaned Abused Falsely accused while I was the one actually being abused Betrayed by those I only ever loved and helped Afraid Confused Making a poor choice because of a wound from another Basing my value on body imperfections Left wondering if I’d ever be enough... I’ve cried until I threw up. I’ve laid in bed wondering if anyone even cared. I’ve watched my children suffer at the hands of someone who was supposed to