I want to vent somewhere so I'm just gonna drop my mind on you guys and see how you respond...
Well lets start off with some background... when I was four years old I was abused sexually... the funny thing is... its actually my first memory. A memory that has followed me for 14 years... at first I didn't know what happend so I never told anyone he told me it was a game so thats what I thought... it took me till alittle while ago to realize what happend. Its funny how your mind supressess it... you just want to forget it... so you do. But as of late the dreams... the bad dreams have returned... I dream I'm pinned there again... screaming for help but too little to fight... and in my dreams nobody comes to help me... but what is truely frightning is that at one time this nightmare was reality... I'm so scared...
Maybe I should get some help... maybe not... maybe I'm just being a wuss and should get over it... but its hard you know... its just hard to put that kind fear behind you... even if it has been 14 years...
I feel heavy sometimes... like depressed... maybe this is the reason... I dunno bout this... I'm just sitting in my room with music on right now snuggled in a blanket cold and shaking in fear... and I need some place to vent at... I suppose I should just talk to my teddy bear next time... but the computer is just a comfort thing I guess.
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Don't be unwise judge me not by my size. You wont believe your eyes watch the xwing rise!
Well lets start off with some background... when I was four years old I was abused sexually... the funny thing is... its actually my first memory. A memory that has followed me for 14 years... at first I didn't know what happend so I never told anyone he told me it was a game so thats what I thought... it took me till alittle while ago to realize what happend. Its funny how your mind supressess it... you just want to forget it... so you do. But as of late the dreams... the bad dreams have returned... I dream I'm pinned there again... screaming for help but too little to fight... and in my dreams nobody comes to help me... but what is truely frightning is that at one time this nightmare was reality... I'm so scared...
Maybe I should get some help... maybe not... maybe I'm just being a wuss and should get over it... but its hard you know... its just hard to put that kind fear behind you... even if it has been 14 years...
I feel heavy sometimes... like depressed... maybe this is the reason... I dunno bout this... I'm just sitting in my room with music on right now snuggled in a blanket cold and shaking in fear... and I need some place to vent at... I suppose I should just talk to my teddy bear next time... but the computer is just a comfort thing I guess.
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Don't be unwise judge me not by my size. You wont believe your eyes watch the xwing rise!