My perp* died last December of congestive heart failure. Actually he had lost his heart long before. I discovered his death by searching with Google in March. I felt a tremendous sense of relief. It was as though there was a huge weight lifted from my shoulders. It was an invisible weight I carried sense the abuse and his threats.

What is a "good normal"?


* perp when I was at scout camp. Tortured and csa abused me eek

Edited by pufferfish (10/09/12 04:10 AM)