Touchstones

I have grown stronger by the touchstones I’ve buried.

Art by Alexandra Dvornikova

I remember when I was always trying to get rid of the sadness, the grief and the sorrow that clung to my bones, trying to scrub away the stain that lay within me from abuse.

One day I read something by someone, unfortunately I cant remember who they were or even the wording. But it said that the mark abuse leaves, never goes, …