FinallySpeakingOut

Thank you so much. I know that I'm strong, know I can do it....I just don't know how. I am, at this point, still a victim. I may have lived through it, but I don't feel as though I survived. Not yet, anyway. Again, thank you for your kind words.

I woke up this morning from a nightmare, again. It was a snow day, but I still woke up at 7:45. At 8:45 I went to my doctor. We upped my antidepressant medication and put me on an anxiety medication. I'm so scared of myself. I can't focus, and my grades are slipping; up until now I have been a straight A student. Now I have a C- in one of my classes. I haven't seen him since before Christmas break. I hope it doesn't change. I've been trying to write poetry, something like SLAM to use at the Variety Show my school holds every year. I just can't get the words to come out right. It terri

All-or most-of my blogs will have a trigger warning. Today was tough. Walking around praying I wouldn't see him...I had to leave one of the clubs I enjoy most because he was always there. He still doesn't get that he did anything wrong. I feel sick, physically ill when I think about what he did to me...what I let him do. I was dating him. I hate that I still feel like it was my fault, that maybe he's right, maybe I am a wh*re. I loved him...I gave him my heart, and he doesn't even care that I'm hurting. Why? Why did you do this to me? Why did you hurt me? Why?!?! Only when I look bac

I'm young, but not too young to know what happened to me is wrong. I will not share all quite yet, but I will eventually. For now, I'm knew here and I just wanted to make my first post...I really wish things were different, that sights like this didnt have to exist, but they do. I'm not sure of myself, not able to work through this alone anymore. I feel so isolated, I needed to find a place to share my anguish, to know I'm not alone. This is my first post. Thank you for reading.