Through the Mirror

One thing changed it all...

That one particular day in February changed my life... at first I wasn't quite sure what it was or the effects it would have on me. I thought it would be one of those things I could stop whenever I wanted to. But, boy was I wrong... Early on it was very simple and not noticeable to anyone, not even to me. Strange right? I was the one being touched yet I didn't know what it was doing to my body. At 8 years old I had no idea that his simple touch would be the touch to ruin all intimacy for me in the future. By the time I was 11 I was able to block out all emotion that came with the touching. I no longer felt anger, hurt, or sadness. I was just purely numb, every time I saw him or he saw me it wasn't a friendly hello it was aggressive... he would grab me and pull me out of sight and for the next hour or so he would do as he pleased.. You may be puzzled and confused as to why I never screamed or fought back.. but you see nobody would have protected me. Slowly over time I became more and more secluded. I grew quieter and quieter with each passing moment. I was alone in my own personal hell with nobody to save me. With no light in sight. That one night is what changed it all...