Unveiling the Secret of My Abuse
The first person I ever told about my childhood sexual abuse experience was my husband. We had only been married a few months when I finally revealed the secret I’d been keeping to myself since I was a child. I never told him (or anyone frankly) because I always felt a sense of shame and guilt. My anxieties told me that he might think of me as a broken person. I feared he would think of me as damaged beyond repair. Additionally, a small part of me thought that he might not love me anymore.
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