blabla: that poem to your therapist is beautiful. Your other poem is…sad. Oh, so sad! You can’t imagine how much it hurt me to read it. What should I say? What CAN I say to make you feel better, stronger, empowered? I want you to know, that although I’ve no clue who you are, I feel your pain and think of you quite often. What hurt me most was to read that you don’t keep shabbos.
Why is that? Do you have questions? Please ask them! There are answers to EVERYTHING. I know, because I had them too, and they were answered. Hatzlacha rabba.