Journal Of A Survivor

Epilouge

She had her whole life ripped away from her. Everything she had was taken. Her self confidence destroyed. Her will to fight. Destroyed. Her determination. Destroyed. On May 18 of 2014 she was raped.

I looked up at her. I scanned her with my eyes. You see there was never an angel. There was no angel breeze. That girl I talked about in third person was me. The times I talked about when I said I looked at her were the times I would stare at myself in the mirror.

I was that girl. I am that girl. That tragic accident happened to me. This is not some random story I came up with. Even though I wish I did. On May 18 of 2014 I was raped.

Saying this or writing this was one of the hardest things ever. I didn't make this up. This actually happened to me. At first  the first few chapters I did write in a journal. But then I decided to write it on here. At first I want it to keep it only in third person and end it third person. I poured all my feelings and tears into this. And even when I'm typing this now I am crying.

I wrote this in hope that if another person in my situation reads this they wouldn't feel so alone. That maybe they would realize what they are feeling is normal. It's okay to cry, to be mad, to feel alone. I did. I know it hurts. I blamed myself for what happened to me all the time. It wasn't my fault. When this type of tragedy happens it's never the victims fault.

If you or know someone that has been raped Please tell someone. Keeping it in isn't good. Don't let people shame you because of it. Don't let them scare you. Speak up. Because you might be the voice that someone else needs. I hope I am that voice for some of you. Don't give up. Keep fighting.

And I want to thank some of my favorite artists; One Direction, Little MIx, Eminem, and Machine Gune Kelly. Because of them I didn't give up. They were all I had when I had no one else. They literally saved me. They don't know and maybe will never know what they have done for me. And I am so grateful to them. They saved me with their music. Some of you might understand and some of you won't but they did save me. They saved my life.

And thanks to all my internet friends for being here for me, thank you for all your kind words.

Feel free to inbox me and ask me questions or if you need to talk. I will keep everything confidential. Just don't ask details about the night it happened I do not like to think about it or talk it.

Don't give up. Keep fighting. Stay Strong.

I am not a victim. I am a Survivor.

And this has been

Journal Of A Survivor