It breaks my heart into a million pieces when I think of children who are forced to go to these camps or behavioral modification centers, children forced into treatment, children who are treated as no better than a dirty kitchen wash rag, if even that.

Children and victims of abuse are held to a burden of proof that is *impossible* to meet, and that’s just for the fortunate few that have a chance to present their case.

That’s part of why I pray constantly for these children to have the strength to hope, to believe, that tomorrow will come and that it can be a better day and that somewhere they find the courage to make it to tomorrow. Coming from experience, I know that can be enough to carry one through even the darkest times. ❤️💔❤️☺️