“But in the depth of those days, particularly in my daughter’s struggles, I felt isolated, misunderstood, scared and alone. There was never a time that her pain was not in the back of my mind, often keeping me up at night. Her trial was my trial.
Interestingly, in my human development class I came across the biological evidence for what I felt in my soul…”
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