It's 11pm and I finally just told my parents what happened. I've wanted to for years, but I was too scared that they would judge me because I was SA'd a woman, or wouldn't believe me.
It took four and a half years for me to tell them what happened, and they agreed that I need therapy. I'm still a scared little 14 year old, but in my 18 year old, adult body. I'm struggling with everything that comes with adulting.
I'm still terrified to even be in therapy, but I want to heal. I want to be able to catch a bus and offer a seat to someone and I want to enjoy visiting big cities like London and I want to be able to trust and be intimate with someone.
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give me back my girlhood
Non-FictionTrigger warning for sexual assault, grooming, mental health issues and suicidal thoughts/attempts This is my vent book about my SA trauma, I use this as one of my coping mechanisms, to help other victims and to bring awareness.
