Simply. A please never stop using this art form to tell your story. You are chosen to help many others. You will have a table prepared for you in the presence of your enemies. You'll be a voice for the voiceless.

I'll be honest: you inspire me to dig deeper and share some things men typically don't share because of pride. and embarrassment.

I once was in a severe mental and verbally abusive relationship. She ( My abuser)was older, so I think she liked the control. I was humiliated in front of people; she stole from me, keyed my car, cracked my windshield, and even put her hands on me while I was driving.

Looking back, what did I do to deserve that? Nothing. She saw me as prey, and she was a predator,

My experience is not as bad as what many abused women go through. I was born with an empathy that some looked at me as a simp or captain save a ...you know what, but there's nothing wrong with being kind and having love in your heart for others. I see this weird narrative nowadays that love isn't enough. Really? Who wants to be where love doesn't dwell? Not me.