You were only seven years old, and you weren't supposed to be touched like that. Not ever, but especially not at seven years old.
You were only ten and you weren't supposed to have to see those things. Ever. But especially not at ten.
You were fifteen, and you shouldn't have had to feel like that. No one should ever have to feel like that, but especially not at fifteen.
But you can't undo what's already been done. All you can do is look forward. All you can do is hope that things get better. And they do, sometimes. They also get worse sometimes. But I have hope, because what else is there?
