Reading posts of rape this morning that just popped up on here.

I’m in my mid 30s now and have never really thought too big about being rapped at 14. But now that I’m grown. Damn, I put more guilt and pressure on myself more that the rapist. I was 14 he was 22.

(He was suppose to take me home after hanging out with me and my friend, we had ditched school to drink with them, you see where I put myself at fault because I was already troubled)

After all this time, I still got a trigger from a movie I was watching last month and left the room.

I forgive my rapist, and myself just for healing and peace of mind. But those triggers are real.

Take care of your mind and spirit loves.