I still had nightmares about it. I would wake up shaking and near tears because of pain. Sometimes while I was working I would break in a sweat. I have to carry around a book telling me what to do when I have panic attacks.
It never really helps.
But she did.
Her name was Annora. She was confident about the world, and worked at the hospital next to the building I worked at. She is a bit short, had black hair, and had one arm covered in tattoos.
She was raped at the age of 17.
We loved each other because we understood our pain. I told her I was kidnapped but I couldn't get any further than that. It just gets painful to talk about it.
She told me she was raped but she couldn't get any further than that. It was just got to painful to talk about.
We got married July 25, 2010. We had a small apartment just in the suburbs of Detroit.
