I was so abused. So badly abused. And for so long. I became a high-achiever and I hid it. And I did everything to please so the abuse would stop. But it didn’t stop. And nobody noticed. People asked, but I didn’t answer. I hid it. They hid it. We all hid it. I let more people abuse me because it was all I knew. I didn’t realize it was abuse. It was my normal.
Until one day it wasn’t.
Until one day I couldn’t take it anymore. And I made it stop. And I found people who believed me. I found people who supported me. I found people who loved me in the way Jesus loves me. I walked away. I began recovering. Time passed. I healed. But I still find broken shards that I’ve kept hidden. I still uncover blind spots I didn’t know existed. But I don’t let it stop me. I keep facing it. I keep getting stronger. I keep finding myself buried under the ashes. I keep walking the long road back.
After spending years healing her spirit from a lifetime of abuse, author, Heather D’Anca shares stories of the past and present experiences that led to overall improvement in her physical, mental, emotional, and most importantly, spiritual health. Though she’s taken leaps of faith along the way, it’s the everyday stumble steps that keep her grounded and moving in the right direction. Walk with her on here, on Instagram, Facebook and LinkedIn, and if you feel so inclined, please share your journey to help create an engaged community of support and love for others immersed in life’s struggles.