!!WARNING - DOMESTIC ABUSE!! I lived with my best friend for 6 months and, during that time, we talked a LOT about how to recognize mental abuse and how

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!!WARNING – DOMESTIC ABUSE!!
I lived with my best friend for 6 months and, during that time, we talked a LOT about how to recognize mental abuse and how physical domestic abuse is never acceptable. We both moved back home a few months ago.
Two nights ago, I picked her up with a face so beaten bloody it was unrecognizable. It was her dad. She was defending herself using the lines of thought I told her. She stayed with me for a few nights and now she’s with a family member, so she’s ‘safe’ now.
This is all because I told her to defend herself. I should have told her to say safe. She almost died that night because I told her that she shouldn’t have to put up with it. Now she keeps telling me how she’ll “never repay me for helping her get out” when I know I’m the one who caused this in the first place. It’s killing me and I can’t look at her in the eyes.

New Confession

when i lay on my stomach i am reminded of my vulnerability
i can feel the breeze kiss the spots on my back that only
you and the sun are familiar with.
it doesn’t tickle as much as it did the first night you stayed over.
it’s a familiar feeling.
and while it kills me,
deep down i am thankful to know that you will never know what my back looks like
as the seasons change.
you will forget where each and every freckle stays
you will miss the tan lines left by the harsh rays of summer
and the fairness of winter against my skin.
the last time you’ve seen my back was when I left you
and i am both terrified and proud that you will never know my vulnerability again.
-KQ

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