![]() ![]() ![]() One thing’s for sure: neither of us are getting out of this intact. I don’t believe his help doesn’t come with a price. Then I walk into a gym, looking for a job, but I find so much more. All my life, I’ve been told I’m pretty and that’s it. Not to the abusive relationship I told myself I was okay with for years. No matter how exhausted he may feel, a strength in him calls to me.Īnd there’s no way I can ignore the need deep inside me to at least try. Now, I’m hosting a trauma support group and desperately trying not to fall into my old habits-of attempting to save everyone.Īnd then, he walks in. ![]() When I think of a support group, I think of sad people sitting around talking about their feelings and nothing changing.Īnd yet, when my brother and his best friend, who happens to be a therapist, presented the idea of holding the meetings at my gym, I caved.īecause I, Benjamin Price, have always tried to rescue the people in my life. Spark of Hope: A bi-weekly trauma support group. ![]()
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