So i was just talking to my cousin because on Instagram she posted something on her story. She posted about how you hate when you feel used by a boy. I texted her asking if she was ok. Then she started to complain a but about how the boy treats her like glass.
My response: Well we all know your not but honestly sometimes i wish i was treated like that by the people i trusted because i know they care i know they do alot but then sometimes i feel like they don't. Maybe to them i just survived a war with no weapons or anything to protect me. Ya what happened to me feels like that. But it also feels like it hasn't ended. Like its still happening. Its scary and i really wish people treated me like i was glass because sometimes i am and sometimes i need that.
She agreed but she doesn't want him to fight her battles. I don't wan people to fight my battles. I just want to have someone care enough to care for me alot and constantly ask if im ok. And if i tell them I'm ok when im not they will hug me for as long ad i need. And be there and talk to me when i need them.
I guess what i need is the comfort and safety i can't provide for myself.
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My sexual assault story
Non-FictionThis started out as my story about my sa and like recovering but its slowly becoming me just talking about other things that have happened that I can't really talk to with anyone It's not happy stuff so if you still need something sad it's still th...
