They saw the dark circles under my eyes, they saw I was pale and gaunt, they wondered where I had disappeared to since I stayed home more and more, out of the public eye.
I Wanted Him to Hit Me Instead: The Physical Trauma of Emotional Abuse.
Suzanna Quintana

If I had a nickel for every time someone mentioned my face.

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