In addition, I must say RIP to Anne Heche!
In summarizing this one I couldn't help but notice that much like in life she received the same in death.
As a survivor of abuse myself, never feeling loved nor respected, never feeling that sense of belonging or support, I can relate to her memoir.
The fact that she made such a mark on the LBGTQ + community, the fact she helped open the lane wide open for couples, the notion that she allowed so many people insight into her life with joy, grace, and dignity isn't lost here.
I read some reviews and it saddens me that women can never back women. That many are so damn catty that they can't find it within themselves to be supportive of another who obviously didn't live a straight-narrow and easy life is mind blowing.
Love isn't just an emotion, it's a rawness, a belief in another, a commitment to choice and it's contagious. Love isn't a secret!
However, abuse is often kept secretive and this includes her relationship with Harvey Weinstein in which he tried forcing her to do sexual acts in favor of employment.
Or, perhaps the haters would like to address the fact she was born into a sex cult, felt raped in every form of abuse, and felt she lost her own identity.
Might we add that she was 53 at the time of this writing. She died the same month of it to be publicized.
Her friend later helped write the epilogue and discussed additional pertinent details in her life and upon her death.
So, perhaps one day victims/survivors of abuse will receive the appropriate response in telling their story but I'm afraid today isn't that day.
We can only hope we find a world that applauds rather than blames regardless of how articulate in their writings we believe them to be.
The words are lost in the abuse ...Perhaps we need to focus on the larger picture.
God bless xoxo
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