“No, thank you. I’m not hungry,” she insisted. Even though it was her favorite chocolate chip pretzel cookie, she had to refuse. AN had told her to. “I’m not hungry,” the lie she told everyone, was almost second nature now. After three years of AN controlling her life, it was almost as if she and AN were one. She had no more thoughts of hope or escape. Having relinquished control years ago, she was in AN’s hands now.
Read the rest here as I guest post at New Life Steward.