SOMEONE ONCE ASKED ME HOW I HOLD MY HEAD UP SO HIGH AFTER ALL I'VE BEEN THROUGH. I SAID, IT'S BECAUSE NO MATTER WHAT, I AM A SURVIVOR. NOT A VICTIM.
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