I groomed people. I cannot change what I’ve done but I can move forward. The people I’ve hurt, I’ve ceased contact with. I refuse to go back to who I was and I can’t live a life plauged by all of this s***. I am me. I love me and I have to if I want to survive. I am better than the a****** I was. I will not die out. I hate what I’ve done and the people I’ve hurt do not need to forgive me. But I will continue to live, as will they. I will live. I forgive me. And I cannot dwell any longer on this garbage. It is a part of me I accept but that I will never do again. Being 15 or 18 doesn’t excuse my actions. Being groomed myself doesn’t excuse my actions. People who thought it was ok and youthful stupidity doesn’t excuse my actions.
