well, I'm feeling better. My friend and I went to my perp's house this morning. But it gave us a chance to talk, we had a heart to heart. I'm feeling better, I'm feeling heard, I know someone cares and I know it's ok to feel like a mess on occasions. I'm not worthless, I'm still a strong person. I'm just having a hard time because of the abuse but it doesn't mean I'm just that. I told him everything...
My friend was amazing, comforting, not judging, sweet and caring, he really reassured me and that has put my mind at ease.
I just wanted to update in case anyone reads me.
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