ABSTRACT
On January 10, 1991, I had my first memory of sexual abuse. It took tremendous pressure to break me down so that any protection against remembering would lose its grip. Life had to pummel me until I surrendered.
On January 10, 1991, I had my first memory of sexual abuse. It took tremendous pressure to break me down so that any protection against remembering would lose its grip. Life had to pummel me until I surrendered.