Looking in the mirror after being abused is one of the most difficult moments for a person.

To glance in the glass. To see you survived, but you don't feel alive. You feel vacant, apathetic.....gone.

But please tell me again how boys will be boys and my clothing selection made this happen.

Please continue to pay me less and have my friends walk me to the restroom.

Explain how I don't take a drink from strangers or not smile at anyone at the gym.

Teach me how to get out of handcuffs, trunks, and rope, then how break a window with my bracelet.

Help me understand how it was my fault.

Be nice to men that hit on me?

Not all men are like that?

It's a compliment?

No.

My worth isn't determined by my ability to make men cum. My worth isn't determined by how much of a man I make you feel like.

How about getting to know me?

Being different from other men?

And complimenting me, I am strong, I am ambitious and brave, there is so much to compliment me on.

Why praise on my breasts? They are just fat and glands that hang out on my chest. But compliment what's under those? My heart.....now you are special.

Boys will be boys,

So a woman will be a woman.

And fight back. But be careful, we are some incredible mother fuckers. We bleed 7 days without dying.


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