By the time the touching and everything ended at the mere age of 17 I had reached the point of numbness... although I was numb to the emotion of it all the effects still remain... I no longer can be touched by a guy if I can't see their hands, nobody can come up behind me without a warning... Crazy how a happy go lucky girl can become so damaged. Most nights I still have awful flash backs and nightmares but I survive them and continue on. For a long time even after the abuse and molestation ended I never thought things would get better. I didn't quite understand how I was supposed to love myself let alone allow someone else to love me. I mean after all who could love a damaged girl? Gradually over time I began liking myself... I was no longer at a complete battle with my mind. I was finally okay with who I was as a person, but, you see now that I'm loving myself I'm not quite sure how I'm supposed to allow someone else to love me. Will I ever be able to allow someone else to see the true me? All the pain, hurt, scars, tears, everything. Or will I forever push those who try to love me away from ever knowing the true me.
AN: Sorry it's such a short update!! I am going to try and update again later on tonight <3 Thank you guys for 90 reads on my first book! Like, vote, and comment :)
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Through the Mirror
RandomThe story of a girl whose life is a lie ***THIS STORY IS TRUE AND BASED OFF OF A FRIEND OF MINE. DOES CONTAIN SOME MATERIAL YOUNGER READERS CAN NOT HANDLE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*****
