I have been raped and abused my whole life.
My dad raped me when I was 10, then left us.
My mom was so depressed that she took it all out on me. She used to say I was ugly and useless, and that she wished she could get rid of me.
At 16, she got married again. And of course, he abused me for 2 years. I told my mom but she said I was lying and that I only think about myself.
I ran away from home wheni was 18.
Rented a small appartment that I paid with the money I made in my part-time job.
See? I was. Working at a restaurant.. The manager liked me. But I was too afraid , I think I like him too.
One night he asked me if I could stay late with him because he needed to take to me. I stayed.
I wish I hadn’t.
Today, all I think about is suicide.
