3 years ago someone SAed me. That person is the same sex as me, they put their hand on my chest while they were in my bed, (since they like to autoinvite themselves to my house) with their best friend near me, touching me. I felt nothing, i was frozen, what should i say? nothing, maybe i was just being dramatic. They broke up with me, i was still their friends, but day after day i couldnt recognized my bed as my bed, everytime it would replay the same instant. I figured out i wasn't dramatic, i was realistic. I started getting aggressive i'll admit that, i wasnt violent but we started to fight publicly as i called her a molester. i was just searching for a sorry and mental support. Years passed, i contacted her saying that i was sorry, but she wasnt. In school we talked about violence against women, and i got to say mine. People who taught they were my friends, began to say that i was fake, an attention seeker, just because they are their friends, just because i don't have proof or even because we were the same sex. I don't have to give proof to anyone, I stopped eating for that, i cut myself for that, and all of this things, just to hear "Hmm... I don't believe you".
My message is please don't ever hate on anyone. They can be fake, they can be the worst person in the world but please, do not hate, it's only a feeling that deteriorates you from the inside, without even knowing. Love please, let's make a world where anyone can't feel what me and other victims of anything are feeling. If you want to share your story im free to hear you.
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