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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
If they knew I had been sexually abused, if they knew my secret, they would think differently of me. I’ll go through life wearing this mask that I believe is one that is acceptable. People will never know it’s not the real me. Yet my life is not real. I don’t know real love, for others or for myself. There has to be more to life on earth. I must tell, I must be real about who I am, with those I love and especially myself. If I don’t, it will surely be the death of me. The stress, the inner turmoil, the need to be someone I’m not is too difficult to live with any longer. I must come clean. I must get real in order to have a real life . And so, I did. This is my story.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
If they knew I had been sexually abused, if they knew my secret, they would think differently of me. I’ll go through life wearing this mask that I believe is one that is acceptable. People will never know it’s not the real me. Yet my life is not real. I don’t know real love, for others or for myself. There has to be more to life on earth. I must tell, I must be real about who I am, with those I love and especially myself. If I don’t, it will surely be the death of me. The stress, the inner turmoil, the need to be someone I’m not is too difficult to live with any longer. I must come clean. I must get real in order to have a real life . And so, I did. This is my story.