One year ago today, I was at LAX waiting for a red-eye flight home to New Hampshire.
A year ago today, my sister and I were guests on Dr. Phil.
A year ago today I learned how manipulative Hollywood is.
A year ago today, I faced demons in front of millions of people.
A year ago today, I was call Schizophrenic on television by my alleged abuser.
A year ago today, the trust I gave in hopes to help others was crushed under dollar signs and ratings.
A year ago today, the band-aid I had applied, and reapplied was ripped completely off.
A year ago today, my abuser fell into my lap, and in a split second decision, I chose to catch him, and not let him fall.
A year ago today, I was stripped naked in front of a live studio audience.
A year ago today, I was lied to, and cheated out of a promise.
A year ago today, my belief that good outweighed money was put to rest.
A year ago today, false promises filled a stage to gain followers.
A year ago, I learned I do not have what it takes to be like them.