#Chapter28

NIGHTMARES AND SECOND CHANCES-02

JOY

Years of therapy and counselling later, I had stepped out of my fears. I recovered from the pain that my brain stimulated every day on my body. I did fear being touched but had mastered to not flinch at least.

The memories of everything still haunted me, had the same numbing effect on me because truth be told, one can never come out of a trauma like that. It wasn’t just a phase that would pass as some said so easily. That part—the horrors—remained somewhere deep inside the head, always ready to pounce, to make one suffer.

I’d moved away after high school to...