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My biggest fear happened....

AND I WAS OK! I ran into my abuser the other day. I didn't acknowledge him. I will admit it brought up painful feelings, but I'm okay. I'm no longer a victim. I'm a survivor.

To my abuser and my stalker, you no longer have control of me. I am taking my life back! It's my life and I love it!!!

It was a very empowering but scary experience!

STAY FEARLESS!

All my love.... Katie
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