You Saved Me

This is not your usual happy fairytale story.

For me?

This is the exact opposite.

I don't have a perfect life.

And I certainly never will.

For almost my whole life, I have been abused by my father. My mother died in a car accident we were both in two years ago. He remarried to a woman named Jillian not too long after the first anniversary of her death.

She is manipulative. Around her friends and family, she talks negatively about me and about how "good of a mother she is" and that "as a woman who took me in as her own, she deserves so much more" from me. She has never cared about me. She is the only reason my father started getting abusive.

It rarely happens lately because I threatened to call the police. With luck, the abuse goes down by half of the time. I just have to be careful, but even then, it gets worse every time.

I did some stupid things that I couldn't stop because it made the pain feel insignificant.

I have been cheated on. I have been bullied when I was younger for not having a life like the rest. So many things.

I should've died a lone time ago.

But now?

I am glad I didn't.

My name is Jessamine Harper, and this is my story.