i was gone.i felt like i was outside of my body watching the doctors examine my body.
i had been raped.
i was numb and i suddenly screamed.my mother started sobbing and shaking uncontrollably.i suddenly felt everything with acute awareness.i was teriffied and shocked.
i had been raped.
it just didnt seem real to me.
“why?!” i whispered and everyone stopped.
i knew that i wouldnt get an answer.
rape now was part of who i am, or better, was.
i was empty. “pessimist” i thought. but i knew otherwise.i had a damn good reason to feel everything i felt.
i grasped my moms hand not wanting to let go.
my life was over.
but i had to live it
i didnt much care but i was scared of the torment, of the fear itself.
i told myself that it would soon be over.and it was.i got to go home and i slept for 3 days.i couldnt eat or even speak.
all i wanted was my LIFE back…