being r@ped.
Hello, I would love to share my story with you guys. When I was eight years old, I was r@ped, and I mistakenly thought I was pregnant., went to gynecologist for multiple times and because of it, I had a disease. My r@pist secretly installed a camera inside my house. Unaware of it, I went about my daily activities. When I changed my clothes, the video was recorded, uploaded to a p0rn site, and they sold my body on the internet. Later on, this person claimed I was his girlfriend, which broke me and made me cry. He was 18 years old and I was much younger, making him a ped0phile. He would also demand money from me to buy him games and other things.
My parents never truly loved me; they kept sending me to another city because they didn't want to see me. My mom was addicted to pills, taking eight pills a day and constantly buying more, repeating the cycle over and over. My dad was sarcastic and clearly disliked my mom. They almost got a divorce during that time. I tried to talk to someone, but I didn't have any friends. Eventually, I began to lose my faith in God, questioning Him repeatedly. Acting against my own morality and falling into disbelief only made my family hate me even more. I had "friends" and they were just using me for money but I was such an idiot back then, I let them use me, thinking I'd, get more friends if I let them use me.
In the eighth grade, I was bullied because I struggled with simple tasks. I only have 2-5 friends and most of them are never real to me. I used to have a dog who was my only comfort, but he died after someone poisoned him. I became incredibly forgetful as a coping mechanism to erase the bad memories, and I started to feel completely numb. Once, while gardening, I accidentally dug into my dog's grave and found his skull and bones. It smelled terrible, but I just stared at it. I felt like I was losing my mind, going completely insane. To make matters worse, I recently realized that one of my closest friends was conspiring with the guy who hurt me. She was my closest confidante; we used to talk on the phone for eight hours and play games together, but she betrayed me. I tried to talk to people about it even my r@pist (Yes I know it's wrong but I had no one) and they keep saying that it wasn't that deep and forced me to listen to their problem (Funny how they turned me to their "therapist").
I tried to end my life when I was a little, but it failed because I was afraid of death. Last week I graduated but I never felt happy, I never felt happy on my birthday too and none of my family really celebrated it. Yesterday, I ate alone at a restaurant, watching other people laughing and enjoying food with their families, while I sat by myself. I felt jealous deeply, truly jealous.
More than 720,000 people die by su1cide every year. Always check your loved one. ❤
My parents never truly loved me; they kept sending me to another city because they didn't want to see me. My mom was addicted to pills, taking eight pills a day and constantly buying more, repeating the cycle over and over. My dad was sarcastic and clearly disliked my mom. They almost got a divorce during that time. I tried to talk to someone, but I didn't have any friends. Eventually, I began to lose my faith in God, questioning Him repeatedly. Acting against my own morality and falling into disbelief only made my family hate me even more. I had "friends" and they were just using me for money but I was such an idiot back then, I let them use me, thinking I'd, get more friends if I let them use me.
In the eighth grade, I was bullied because I struggled with simple tasks. I only have 2-5 friends and most of them are never real to me. I used to have a dog who was my only comfort, but he died after someone poisoned him. I became incredibly forgetful as a coping mechanism to erase the bad memories, and I started to feel completely numb. Once, while gardening, I accidentally dug into my dog's grave and found his skull and bones. It smelled terrible, but I just stared at it. I felt like I was losing my mind, going completely insane. To make matters worse, I recently realized that one of my closest friends was conspiring with the guy who hurt me. She was my closest confidante; we used to talk on the phone for eight hours and play games together, but she betrayed me. I tried to talk to people about it even my r@pist (Yes I know it's wrong but I had no one) and they keep saying that it wasn't that deep and forced me to listen to their problem (Funny how they turned me to their "therapist").
I tried to end my life when I was a little, but it failed because I was afraid of death. Last week I graduated but I never felt happy, I never felt happy on my birthday too and none of my family really celebrated it. Yesterday, I ate alone at a restaurant, watching other people laughing and enjoying food with their families, while I sat by myself. I felt jealous deeply, truly jealous.
More than 720,000 people die by su1cide every year. Always check your loved one. ❤
