Gifts for Her


As promised I went shopping looked for special gifts just for her.. After I pushed away the embarrassment that I was buying a toy for me, I looked at all the stuffed animals. I asked her if she saw an animal she wanted, and did not feel anything. I kept looking, walking the aisle. Then I saw him, sitting among several teddy bears. A lone stuffed monkey. My heart jumped with excitement. It was not George, but it could be his cousin. I knew this was ours.

We walked around the store, him in my buggy. Later on my trip I walked by the crayons and coloring books. We choose our coloring book. When we got home, we colored our first picture in years. It felt strangely nice.


About Hope

I am forty year old survivor and a five year old victim of sexual abuse. I live with severe depression and anxiety, and in 2013 was diagnosed with DID and PTSD. My journey is to reintegrate my alter and the adult me into a whole person, healthy person, and one that can empathize with others.

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