let’s see. a fuckload happened. reported my brother for rape and eight years of sexual abuse, my ma took me and ran away, i’m going to the local high school, my brother was arrested, we’re living in an abuse shelter, we have no money, and i’m the happiest i’ve ever been. some days. i’m openly gay now, i’m eating more and exercising, i’m still bandaged and pale but i’m workin on it. i get free therapy at the shelter. i don’t want to talk to anyone my age because they don’t know shit about me and i don’t know them well enough to tell them but how the fuck do you get to know someone while keeping this many goddamn secrets? and there’s someone. r. they’re probably very uninterested in me but god i can’t take my eyes off them. so here’s to another year of lying and gay pining yall
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Before opening up to someone I would get to know him/her a little better. After talking to him/her you will know if you can open up your soul. I feel sorry that you had to go through all that you did and I hope you will find peace of mind where you are now.
It took me almost all my short life to start talking to someone.
Then i had a panic attack when a girl told me her story, and i couldn’t comfort her, help her, or even speak to her. I’ll feel bad about this forever, but i realized something: If you’re afraid of or unable to ‘really talk’ to someone for too long it’ll probably get harder.
The weirdest part about this is that finding someone you can really talk to might take a lot of time.
But then again, with a bit of luck it’s really really worth it to start telling someone your story, cause there are many people who want to do the same but are afraid of it until someone takes the risk of being the first one who speaks. I hope that makes any sense at all.
I wish you as much comfort and happiness as possible.