They say empaths are born in the dark.For the first acts of my life, my world was a cage of survival, control, and fear. I was forced to walk in shadows, told to keep my head down and my eyes glued to the floor. I forgot what the sky looked like. I forgot what peace felt like.But 1997 was the year everything changed.This is my life story, written piece by piece. It is a raw, honest diary of how I survived the worst kind of darkness, how a little girl's courage broke my chains, and how a six-foot-tall, strong machine of a man with thick blonde hair stepped into my life as a literal white knight—rescuing me four separate times in a single, chaotic twenty-four-hour span.My life has been full of pure bliss and terrible things. But the moment I finally stopped looking down and started looking up, my soul found its home.Welcome to my diary.(Next time: Chapter 1 — The One-Minute Forever)
