ARE YOU KIDDING ME.
This is the reason I can’t stand some people.
This is why I never told a fucking soul when I was being babysat by my neighbor (who were alcoholics. Oh if only we found out this sooner.) and they had a swimming pool and he would “help me put my bathing suit on” during ages 4-8.
And then when I was finally old enough to realize that it was wrong, he threatened to kill me, and of course, me being super young believed him and didn’t tell a soul.
Until he ended up losing his house and moved away anyways.
Then last year, I was raped at a party by someone who was supposedly a friend.
We’re strong, beautiful people, okay? If we can get through these types of situations, we can get through anything. <3
A more serious take on some of the issues this blog tackles, if you’re interested! It’s a safe space where women can share some of their stories.
(a lot of trigger warnings though, for harassment, sexual abuse, etc)