I wrote Breathing the Night Out to survive. To heal. To tell the truth.
I am proud of every word in that book because it carried me through some dark nights. But tonight, I let it go. I let the universe take it.
I am moving forward now. I carry the wisdom, the strength and the scars of surviving child sexual violence, but I do not need to carry the weight of it the same way anymore.
Tonight I feel lighter.
Happier.
Free in a way I have never felt before.
Ready for whatever comes next.
Let it burn.
Let it burn.
Let it burn.