Hey y’all! I know I’ve been frivolous and goofy as of late but I’d like to share my own example of a “me too” story that occurred when I was 10/11 years young (which would have been either 4th or 5th grade). To be honest, I forgot how old I actually was when it happened as my mind blocked the incident from my mind to protect me. I was living in Atlantic City at the time, living off of Massachusetts Avenue. Some neighborhood friends and I were about to “play a game” that would end up having some pretty substantial consequences. We were in an abandoned crack house (which I was naive to back then because that was not something that was apart of my everyday life). The boy that was involved was a couple years older than me and rubbed himself against me. I think that I may sometimes feel the residual effects of this today in my adult life. I know that when people are abused, especially at a young age, it can effect them adversely in emotional, spiritual, mental and physical ways. My effects included all of these. I hope that this “me too” movement has not been adulterated by false claims or recollections. My story is true but I decided to keep it to myself because I didn’t think it would really have an impact on someone else. I think people don’t realize how damaging abuse can be to someone’s psyche. Even as a nurse, I’m aware of that. I realize at this point that I have not addressed this issue with someone who would truly understand. I’ve been told to let it go or just ignore the past. However, how do you ignore the past when it affects your present? Please respond below. #mentalhealthawareness #liveyourtruth #personaltherapy #healtheinnerchildwithin #dontlivewithangerandhate #seekthetruth #helpyourself #enlightenmentmatters P.S. I’m 12 in the picture to the left. Crazy how 20 years can pass you by... (at Atlantic City, New Jersey)