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Being a victim to grooming and assault since i was a kid feels weird. Ive always known that it wasnt my fault. But the disgust doesnt leave. I protected my virginity for as long as i could because it was the only proof i had that i had once been a child. I never got to experience was a normal childhood was like. Every other part of my body had been touched with predatory lust and scars. Everyone knew yet silently watched, they hushed my pleas for help. The shame of the last of my purity being taken away has stained my soul. He was first man i decided to trust after years of abuse. What was all of that effort for? All of that fighting just for the one i decided to entrust my life with, to forcefully take it away despite knowing what had happened to me. I hate everyone that failed me then. How could you look at a child covered in bruises and scars, begging to be saved And still turn away from them