Hello. It's me. A stranger, another face in the crowd, another voice on the wind.
I'm just another girl with a phone, an opinion and a few pairs of shoes.
I'd like, if you're willing, for you to just step into my shoes for a while and see how they fit. Take a glance around from my point of view. Walk with me, think with me, listen as I explain how I see this world.
Then please, drop your own shoes for me in the comments. I'll try them on, see how they fit. Maybe we'll both walk differently after this.
There are a lot of things you don't really think about until they happen to you. Take rape, for instance. I always thought, "That won't happen to me. I have a boyfriend. I trust him. He would never take advantage of me like that..." I couldn't have been more wrong.
Love in this day and age is often confused for manipulation and abuse. The warning signs are here. The things we say will tell us everything that is wrong. You are worth more than what you think you are. It's not your fault. If they tell you otherwise, get out. Burn the bridge.
Always remember someone is waiting for you to walk into their life. Someone needs you. Someone loves you.
Getting away from all of the wrong people and finding the right ones could save you.
I can promise you right now that it saved me.
These are the journal entries and selected poems from my first experience of love that left a unpleasant taste in my mouth- quite literally. I am putting this out for the whole world to see because I hope everyone will learn from my experience. People can see.
We have no excuses to continue living our lives in ignorance.
...WARNING... HARMFUL THEMES INCLUDING MENTION OF SUICIDE, SELF HARM, AND RAPE. THIS HAS EXPLICIT CONTENT. RECOVERY AND AWARENESS IS THE PURPOSE OF SHARING. DO NOT READ IF THESE THEMES ARE OFFENSIVE OR HARMFUL TO YOU.