I kind of want to be vague right now, but if I do that nothing I am saying will make sense. So, I will be straightforward.
Of the two best friends that I grew up with, I am still close with one, and I haven't spoken to the other in years. She moved away. Her mother started dating and living with an abusive man. She became depressed, starting smoking, then started doing drugs, drinking. Then she decided she was bisexual, and started having serious relationships with many many girls. She became suicidal. Very much so. This all happened before she was even 15.
Today, I found out that this once innocent, still beautiful woman that grew up with me, and had changed immensely... was raped. raped? This doesn't happen to people I know. people I love. people I pray for. A knife was held to her throat. A man used her for pleasure. this happens in books, movies...not in real life, to people like me? How worthless, dirty, unloved, alone does she feel? And now she is 15, and is left with this man's child. Her education has just ended, her dreams, everything has just been ruined, and completely changed by this selfish, dirty man.
She's 15. And she is going to raise a child, while dealing with the memories of a crazed man who found her in her sleep, held a knife to her throat, and made her submit to him.
I don't know how to say what I feel right now. Because this hurts me so bad. My heart physically hurts. I just want her to know she is beautiful, and that she is worth so much more than this world can give her. I want to apologize for not speaking with her for years. I want to hug her, and hear what is on her heart. I want to give her everything. But, I also want this man to feel regret. I am angry with him, and people like him.
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