Lauren Rosenfeld
Sep 22, 2015 · 1 min read

It feels so odd to click on a little heart icon after reading this. I don’t love it. But I do love you for having the courage to write it. And I do want others to know they should read it, not simply to testify to your bravery, but to know that they are not alone. I have a story of my own. My husband knows it. My parents knew it. I’ve never told anyone else. I know there are so many women like us who have sat crying in hot showers wishing we could wash away the trauma, the humiliation, the fear. We cannot wash it away. But we can expose the wound to the light and find healing there.

Thank you for showing up in the light. And casting light — three decades later — on an trauma that had to long been hidden in the shadows of my heart.

    Lauren Rosenfeld

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    Pink-haired mystical mama of four, finding miracles in the mundane. Writes about the sacred messiness of life. Author of “Breathing Room” and “Your To Be List”.