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@sunforeverkeepsrising
I'm so tired...
I'm tired of fighting my own thoughts. I'm tired of hating myself. I'm tired of trying to be strong. Is being happy so much to ask for?
Sometimes I scare myself. I don't have active suicidal thoughts, but I would be perfectly fine if I didn't wake up tomorrow. At least the pain would stop. At least I wouldn't have to deal with myself.
I feel sick.
I'm nauseous and anxious. I haven't had a good night of sleep in a month. I shouldn't have to have a friend sleep beside me just so I can have a somewhat okay night of sleep.
Rape destroys a person. I may have thought he was a "friend," but clearly I was mistaken. He was no friend. He was a narcissist with his own agenda. He did not take 'no' for an answer. He didn't care about the tears running down my face or the fact that I was biting a pillow to keep myself quiet so he wouldn't make it worse.
I find myself making excuses because I should have been able to trust him. He said he didn't think I was serious when I said no. He said that because we had sex in the past that it couldn't be classified as rape. Logically, I know he is wrong. However, I keep thinking about how he was my "friend" and that a friend would never intentionally hurt me. I keep trying to convince myself that he didn't realize what he was doing. He was drunk. We had been together before. Why wouldn't be okay?
On the other hand, I find myself having panic attacks most days. I cry. I hate myself. I want to hate him. I can't sleep well. I feel the need to be protected, even though there is no way he can get in to my house. Being alone is scary, but so is putting my trust into another person. What if it happens again? I don't think I would survive again...
I hope you find someone who always be there for you even when you lost yourself.
This entire movie was an emotional roller coaster but this is the scene that absolutely shattered my heart.
I still remember the string of panic attack after panic attack after panic attack, all night after it happened
It will be a month around 2 am. I still have them...
just an important reminder
To My Fellow Survivors
Just because it happens to “so many people” doesn’t mean you have to get over it.
The fact that it happened to others doesn’t diminish what you went through.
Just because it “could have been worse” doesn’t mean your pain isn’t real.
You’re allowed to feel how you feel, and the truth of the matter is that it never should have happened to you.
Sometimes these things are said to try and help. But a lot of the time it invalidates our pain.
You are valid. You are strong. And you take as long as you need to move on. You’re doing just fine.
To my fellow survivors
You are allowed to be angry.
I know society pushes a lot on us but…
Be angry as long as you need. Hate them if you need to. You aren’t alone. Many of us are with you. And actually, I think being angry at them is an important step in healing because you’re beginning to blame them and not yourself.
Just make sure your anger doesn’t consume you and negatively impact you.
Your feelings are valid. Your anger is valid. You are valid.
