its not until your head is slammed into the side of a couch and youre being raped by someone you care about, that you realize that youve made a wrong decision somewhere. being terrified to the point where i couldn't breathe, speak, act. my body frozen in this horror that allowed me to be able to remember and depict every single second.
i cant cry. i cant talk. i cant hold my mom. i want to feel safe. i want to sleep in peace.
