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WOMAN NARRATES HOW RAPE BROUGHT HAPPINESS TO HER LIFE


As usual, straight out of Twitter, woman tells how she was raped.... 


21 Years Ago, a 15 year old seeking to find her path was brutally raped by her employer, all she had to show was a twin birthed 9 months after. 

Hid behind the childhood abuse, layers and layers of Rejection, often criticized, broken, bruised, she refused to be a statistic and..

...became the standard to many more young men and women who would be battered, abused.... TODAY.... the evening and the morning and it’s the 21st Birthday of my sons. Everything has changed since the blood. 

Happy Birthday KanKan and Dada.
To every single teenage mom, to every young person who has been themed a mistake and misfit... here I stand your validation that “No one and nothing has the power to define who you become but you!” 

Choose what you will and desire to be.. well.


.....to thousands of young men and women around Africa and the world who would be raped, battered, abused and denied a fair hearing just because they see us as kids. 

You are not voiceless, you won’t forever be hushed. They will hear us.

You are bruised and beautiful.

🥂 💜


When you think of the Rapist Declare:

I forgive you
I let you go
You inspire me
To stand up against RAPE
To speak up and tell my story
I will do better
I am proud of me
Thank you

unforgiveness is too heavy to carry around with me. I cannot carry you and grow.

Now Breathe!!

Comments

  1. Hmmm...Thank God for how everything turned out

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  2. Wow God bless you
    If their biological father comes for them nko. I do apologize for asking

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  3. God continue to bless you and and the BOYS. Cute and good looking. If their father comes for them continue to forgive and release him. Love you

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