July 15th, 2020. I will remember that night everyday for the rest of my life. The trauma I endured has changed me in so many ways, it's crazy to think about. I was a naïve woman who believed there was good in the world, that there was good in people. I never believed in evil in my own backyard. Until my trust was betrayed and I was robbed of everything I ever once was.
I only learned three things from this trauma, love gets you far but not far enough. Trust brings you to places you never wanted and nothing means anything unless you let it.
Thank you.
National Sexual Assault Hotline - 800-656-4673.
National Suicide Prevention Hotline - 800-273-8255.
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