(cont)[trigger warning: sexual predator, sexual assault, self harm, drug abuse, suicide, depressio
(cont) [trigger warning: sexual predator, sexual assault, self harm, drug abuse, suicide, depression, harassment] which I was victimized by men who did not respect me, my body, my boundaries, basic human morality, or the law. Various counselors urged me to seek closure in ways that didn’t hurt me. I wanted apologies. I wanted to hear that these men, who took advantage of me in so many ways, realized the error of their ways and we’re sorry for what they’d done. I wanted to believe in goodness. In the world. In them. In myself. I hadn’t felt good in so long. One didn’t answer. One did. He still works at Disneyland. Surrounded by young girls who fawn over him and his talent on a daily basis. Girls who don’t know any better. And he’s not sorry. “That sounds like a personal problem.” I cried. I regretted saying anything. I still do. The Instagram harasser came back. My girlfriend was angry. So was my best friend. I was in pain. They still are. I still am. I want this all to go away. -- source link