He hurt me and bruised me and completely abused me mentally and physically he just wasn’t right for me and I struggled to breathe and I struggled to think, but I’m free from his grasp and I’m free from his stink.

Though the scars remain I must admit that I’ve learnt something true, though some men are jerks and horrible creatures, there are some who heal and devote their lives to protecting you.

I walked through the fire and in doing so found the stream, my scars may remain, but at least my wounds are now clean.