I want to say this to his face, we are in the middle of trial:
You know what? Whatever. You can do whatever it is you feel is necessary, whether its dragging me through this torture or making my life harder, to do your thing and your job. Its not going to work because I’m not lying. You’re not the one who has to live through it again every time someone asks me to describe being molested. So go ahead, make the process harder and drag it out, delay the end. Keep putting me through this emotional torture, let the world watch it completely destroy me again…and again. Let them watch me gag and sob uncontrollably to the point where no one can even understand what I’m attempting to say. I hope you sleep well at night. Do your worst, I am here to say and I am not giving up. God help me and give me strength. I will not give up. Your actions reveal your desperation.
