God-Jesus-Wild Horses is not your normal story, but rather a culmination of my thoughts and feelings during my first year of intense psychotherapy for childhood-related post-traumatic stress disorder issues, and how my belief in God, Jesus, and wild horses gave me the strength to survive the torture and humiliation I was forced to endure. My therapist asked me to write down my thoughts and when I started, I could not stop. I wrote and wrote and the more I wrote, the more memories and intrusive thoughts would come to ...
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God-Jesus-Wild Horses is not your normal story, but rather a culmination of my thoughts and feelings during my first year of intense psychotherapy for childhood-related post-traumatic stress disorder issues, and how my belief in God, Jesus, and wild horses gave me the strength to survive the torture and humiliation I was forced to endure. My therapist asked me to write down my thoughts and when I started, I could not stop. I wrote and wrote and the more I wrote, the more memories and intrusive thoughts would come to mind. It was as if I didn't have any choice in this matter, I had to get the thoughts out of my head and onto paper; otherwise, I was sure I would go completely insane. The more I wrote, the more I was encouraged by my treatment team to publish my writings. My primary goal in publishing is to help others that did go through similar experiences and/or to help those that are currently being abused. My abuse was physical, emotional, and sexual at the hands of my father. I was brought up to honor thy father and mother and didn't fully comprehend what my father was doing was wrong. I thought since he was my father, he had every right to treat me however he chose and my punishment was warranted because I was not able to do anything right. I thought I had a defective brain. The person that was put on earth to love and care for me didn't just abuse me, he tortured me using all means that were available to hurt and humiliate and try to do whatever it took to break my spirit. My father never did break my spirit because God, Jesus, and wild horses were always there for me when I needed them the most.
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