I keep thinking about going to court, I keep thinking about how ironic it is that I'm the one facing charges of assault. My parents assaulted me to the point where I thought they were going to kill me and I have kept the photos of my bruises on my phone for over a year. I should have gone to the police years ago but everyone kept telling me it was my fault and now I don't see what it would achieve. I reached out to Mandy because she witnessed one of the assaults but she said she doesn't want to get involved. It would be my word against theirs and I don't think I'd win, it would just give them more ammunition to make my life worse by turning everyone against me.
I also keep thinking about the officer who arrested me. Does he care? Does he realise how much this has hurt me? Is he just using me for compensation? It's eating me up inside and I just don't what to deal with it all, but I can't get it out of my head.
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My Journey To Normality (Part 2)
Short Story•This is a story based on true events about someone who is on their journey to recovery from mental illness. Their questioning of gender and sexuality. Going through relationships and break ups. Just an all about coming of age story of a person that...
