I was born nearly half a century ago, when there was plenty of stuff going on, but very little acknowledgment for it and worse response to most of it. My mom had a girl friend growing up, who was abused and did tell about it as a child. She was taken from her home and… Read more
How could you? All I wanted was to love you, guard you, protect you, heal you. Why? Why did you hurt me like that? Why couldn’t you have noticed the way I groaned in pain, and not pleasure? Why were you rough with me? Why were you getting angry and impatient with me? Why did… Read more
So it’s a bit of a strange story and very tame in comparison to many others I’m sure, but the confusion surrounding this incident has plagued me since it happened. After reading this I would appreciate ya’ll’s opinion, because I’m so unsure as to what objectively happened. So the needed backstory is that when I… Read more
Growing up in my church, I crossed paths with a young adult while I was still considered a “youth”. We first interacted when I was 13 and he was 20. Over the next couple years, he would chaperone some of our youth trips, especially those that involved hiking, camping, and the outdoors. As a teenager,… Read more
The most loving respect, That is the best way to describe the love, and respect we have for each other. In more detail the biggest respect we have for each other is we both know what triggers each other as well as each of our principals we have for each other. Example would be I… Read more
Hey everyone, it’s Jamie again. Instead of waiting 6+ months for a new therapist, my doctor was able to place me in for an appointment next week with someone new so I can receive better care and treatment. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful I can get proper help, but unfortuantely, my grandparents wrote a… Read more
Hey guys. I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who commented on my last post. I really appreciate it. I got a job at the local grocery store and I’ve been feeling better. I texted the number and it really helped.
I honestly just need to vent to people that have zero background information besides what I tell. Sophomore year of college, I was sexually assaulted by a guy I thought was my friend. Sometimes I feel like it wasn’t and I’m being dramatic, but I was very drunk and I felt really gross about it… Read more