"who made you not trust anyone?"
was it my mum?
because she picked drugs over me time and time again. because she allowed someone into our home to countlessly sexually assault me because "least it wasn't happening to her."
was it my dad?
because he left me when i needed the most. he hung me up to dry and deal with my crippling mental illness issues.
was it my first highschool friends?
because they drugged me and let their slimy boyfriends have their way with me because it was funny and they knew i was scared to lose my virginity.
was it my uncle?
because he was the first person to take my virginity at the ripe age of eleven. but i refused to count it because who the fuck would.
was it my first real boyfriend?
because he would rape me because i was his girlfriend and it was his right. or if i said no and pushed and kicked he would just hit me until i eventually gave in.
or was it me?
because i let this happen to me.
