You are important and you matter. Your feelings matter. Your voice matters. Your story matters. Your life matters. Always.
I used to live in a 'hood like this; I liked it in spite of the home invasion, police raid next door and gunshot through my shed door
Do you have the guy/girl on the bicycle peddling icees and salted plums?
Me: FBS (no longer betrayed nor a spouse)-62
D-day: 2007 (two years before finding SI)
S: 6/2010; D: 3/2011