• Victimized

    by  • August 30, 2011 • Abuse, Acceptance, Eff Off - You - or Up • 1 Comment

    The day you raped me I thought my life was over. It was like the organic parts that made me myself had just shut off. I was lost for over a year. Do you have any idea what it’s like to hide from your own mind? For your house to betray you as the scene of the crime? I was stuck in a place between wishing i was dead and wishing I could come back to life.

    One day, long after you’d left, I drank too much and almost died at a stranger’s house. Hitting the ground was the beginning of my life.

    After that I got my shit together. I got sober, I got a job, I got my own tiny little version of a life; but that wasn’t enough. My house and my town and my friends and my everything had you stained all over it.

    So then I got gone.

    I moved as far as I could. I ended up in a village with no running water, no electricity and no semblence of the person your rape turned me into.

    After a year here I have a job and a family and a life I love. I got connected to God, started working with kids, and live a life that means something.

    Running away from you I found myself. I found the person I always wanted to be, I am brave and strong and able. I am beautiful, I am a survivor, I am beyond you.

    So you may have raped me but I am not a victim. Thanks to your failed attempt I am living a profound life.

    So go fuck yourself.

    One Response to Victimized

    1. april
      August 30, 2011 at 11:24 pm

      I don’t know you. But I’m so proud of you. I wish everyone were as strong as you. I wish I could be. I hope your life keeps getting better and better and I know your story will touch many other people. Keep telling it. You’re an inspiration. Thank you.

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