After I was assaulted I started engaging in anything that made me feel alive
Sex with anyone I found attractive enough in the right setting
Had an adderall problem that reached its major peak after the assault,
Because when I was sober I cried about it or drank myself numb .. or had flashbacks where he was on top of me and I would cry saying “get off me” when no one was there for awhile.
Only reason I stopped adderall was because I started homeschooling.
Grades dropped
Started having sex with people in relationships, which is my most recent endeavor
ruining a family of with 2 baby girls with a guy 13 years older than me.
Getting into relationships with guys I knew were bad in hopes of them changing,
most just degraded me
Like so bad one of them told me my pussy was frivolous, & that I’m used by guys because I’m a whore.
I’m still seeing him now for the sex ...
Except the weird thing is I know it’s not me. I’m serious.
When I’m in a relationship I’m the most loyal, nuturing, caring person you have ever met. I do not believe in cheating
Yet when the ambience reaches 25% and r&b slow jams are being played.. I can’t resist. More like I wouldn’t resist even when I should.
Before the assault, my body count was sum of 3 I believe. After, it went into double digits within the matter of a 2 years.
Started drinking everyday pretty much. Some days it was 5 o’clock somewhere. I mean starting at 6 am.
Only really stoppped because I got a job where I was traveling a lot and my morals kicked in. (No withdrawals lucky me)
I just started therapy. But still sleeping around. It’s hard to love & respect yourself when you have your childhood stripped from you. I don’t know how to. And that’s why I find it hard to do for others. I don’t feel like I’m worthy of love, like almost he took my ability to trust myself and my judgment away from me.
i wanted to cry as I wrote that sentence.
Is this my assault untreated because I didn’t tell anyone for over 2 years , or am I just a bad person.