In August I had to have a pacemaker to help my heart. It was beating about 35-40 beats a minute.
My mother who lives with me, constantly belittles me, insulting and condemning me for getting raped when I was 13, 40 years ago.
The pain has never completely gone, and now I have a little bump where the pacemaker is, it itches, other times it hurts mildly, but mostly it makes me feel as a failure, cause physically I couldn’t make it.
I can only hope for a brighter future, and hopefully find out how I can heal.