My life feels torn. I had this happen when I was 10 i now (for privacy reasons i won't say my exact age but) AM close to being an adult. I was a child yet i have to relive it constantly a constant reminder that someone i truly loved put his hands on me. You know how fucked up i am? Shaw says this all the fucking time but they dont get how fucked I AM. I am so fucked in the head. I want to feel bad for them i do. But when they look at me and tell me i dont understand sh???? I TRIED TO END IT ALL 8 MONTHS AGO AND TOLD NO ONE. I relapsed about 2 weeks ago. Nowhere vital. Once I am okay now please dont worry but i just needed to let this out thank you for listening<3