This is Better

We are trying to wrap our arms around that the moment we knew of the abuse it was better. We then told some of it that afternoon to our therapist at the time and it was better.

It was not better for all of us. No blame at all. We kept going with it more on instinct than anything else. Part desperation as we needed change and wanted change.

We held on to hope that this would all be worth it. We now understand that for parts of us it was worth it all along. It is a matter of who is doing the measuring.