Through the years that I have advocated for criminal justice reform, I have heard horrendous stories of tragedy and sorrow. Being at the receiving end in a crime of violence leaves a permanent mark on your soul. It leaves a void, that for a time, seems so big it will swallow you. I know, I have been there.
For me to reach the other side of that void I had to confront that which broke me. That which caused me to wall myself in and cement myself in anger and bitterness. When I did that, I found freedom. I found the strength to take apart the wall that I hid behind and life came back to my soul.
Unresolved pain, anger and ill will causes the death of both the perpetrator and the victim. It leaves both suspended in darkness with no hand hold. Fear and grief press in on you and there is room for little else. Relationships fail, dreams die, success is elusive.
In order to free myself from this darkness lest I die I had to step forward and find a way to heal. It was the only way. Here is a story of someone else who faced the same and found herself changed.
Killing-A Life Sentence-
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