One of the things that made me had a breakdown over the week and made me realized just how little anyone in my life cared for me. I was being preyed on by an uncle nearly regularly when I was in second grade, and I got in trouble for drawing two people having s***** i********** during class.

I got taken down to the office, got yelled at, reprimanded, and my parents were called.

Not a single one of those four adults ever even asked me, let alone looked into, why a SEVEN YEAR OLD was drawing s**, something she should have had NO idea about given we lived in an area with little to no internet access or any way of accidentally stumbling across p**********.

How is it that FOUR ADULTS would all not do something about it? Not even ONE of them got the inkling that maybe I was being abused, or at the very least exposed to something?

My parents I could understand them ignoring it considering that they were pretty s***** and preferred to not make waves with the rest of the family, but it just hurts extra-hard knowing that both a teacher and a principal knew something was up and decided to do nothing about it.