The first time i was raped i was seven. i didn’t grow up with a father figure around, and i guess wasn’t shown love so i honestly thought that this was how somepne showed you they love you. I’ve been raped three times sinse then. By ‘friends’ that i obviously trusted to much, by my uncke.. all my life I’ve been classified by numbers whether it be how much my hospital bill was, what grades I’m getting or how much i weigh. a few weeks ago i was shown that I’m worth $50 cause that’s how much someone paid to rape me. I’m so tired of being told my worth by others, I’m tired of getting hurt, mostly I’m tired of feeling empty. Everyday i wish that i wasn’t born.. that my organs could go to someone that needs tgem and wants to live. i haven’t been really diagnosed eith anything, except dyslexia. I’ve been to multiple therapists and all they tell me is that my best isn’t good enough, taking it day by day isnt good enoigh.. I’m just not good enough i guess. I’m leaving tonight, hopefully it will work this time.