I went to school this morning. I couldn't concentrate at all and I spent two periods with the guidance councillor. I felt sick to my stomach all morning and I felt like everyone knew my secret. As if "I WAS SEXUALLY ASSAULTED AS A KID" was branded on my big ass forehead.
The reason I'm writing this is because I want people to know how this type of stuff affects people, or just me because everyone reacts to things differently. I also want to write this all down because I feel like I'm stuck in my own head and can't get out.
I also want people to know that this shit isn't funny, you should never joke about this stuff and is VERY SERIOUS. I don't care if your just joking, or "it's just a prank bro" it isn't funny and never will be.
So after lunch I went home and I'm lying down now. Hopefully people don't ask why I went home yesterday. I don't even know why I hope, it's useless, people are nosy and if I even mention the topic of sexual assault they'll assume and shit (I know this because I am friends with all these nosy people.) the only people I told this to is my guidance councillor and my friend (her name will be Chic (Hello Riverdale!) and Chic is a good friend.
YOU ARE READING
My Sexual Assault Story.
Non-FictionRape and sexual assault is serious and is not something to joke about AT ALL. I'll be telling you my sexual assault story. Talking about this is easier said than done, I'll tell you that.