No matter how much you cry.

this isn't a short story. Its more of a place where I can write and let my emotions out where people can read. a place to maybe let people know they arn't alone in their frustrations. yes this talks about SA. I've currently came out and are now pressing charges against the person who caused said harm to me. I've been dealing with it in secrecy for 2 years. and I am frustrated with how its being dealt in my own circle, not only with friends but with family.

I wanted to share this, because I feel alone. I do. and I know for a damn that I am not. and neither are you. this little passage I wrote was in the moment of feelings, and is raw to my own frusterations. and I hope it will resonate with somebody who has felt the same.

despite with how it ends, let me reassure you. you are not alone. there are people out there who care, and there are people who will stop everything for you. I don't think I've found these people for me yet, and I pray you have or will. but I will not sugar count it, not for me at least. through my experience thus far, I've come to the conclusion you will have to deal with it on your own. you will have to carry most of that baggage with you, for eternity and after. and there is no justice for it. and I hate that as much as the next person.

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