Destroy Me.

Did I deserve this?
Did I do something to make him do this to me?
Am I gross now?
Unworthy of the life I thought at one time I had the right to live?
So many questions rushed through my mind like a trillion waves crashing against the shore of an unsuspecting beach. Maybe that's the problem though- I'm sitting her lost in my own thoughts, trying so desperately to believe that it's going to be okay, but what if it isn't? What if it isn't okay and what if that'll never change? What if I never feel safe again? But I guess you're wondering what happened. Of course you are. So, here it is.