When I was 13, a boy harassed me. He’d follow me everywhere, and try to kiss me. Always hugging me, made comments about my breasts, and basically tried to touch me. I was in 7th grade, he was in 8th grade. According to most people, we were “dating”… (We were not.) Recently, I learned that harassment is a form of molestation. Technically, I was molested. Now I see myself as impure, dirty, and whatnot. The thing is… I haven’t… Told my family yet… I never did. I’ve only shared it once on here, and told a few people. I have nightmares and bad dreams about him coming back and raping me. I get flashbacks and anxiety attacks. I look over my shoulder sometimes… I don’t trust people easily and I’m often depressed. It’s my most traumatic memory so I hate even thinking about it. I’m trying to be a little open, but even that scares me… I sometimes think that he’ll come back. That he’s nearby… I thank my friend for saving me from assault…
Oh my god, im so sorry! I’m not going to ask if you’re fine now but this makes me so sad. Don’t think of yourself as a dirty human, because it’s never your fault. If I saw him I karate chop his ass. But i hope you will regain being the great person you are, not like you still aren’t one.
Heh, I feel inscecure even writing this, but it’s not that big compared to other secrets people have revealed. But I have a crush on a boy from my work and I’m too scared to make a move cause I’m the most awkward person alive. I’m really worried that if I did and he rejected me, we’d have the awkwardness of working together. So idk what to do
I like my boy bestie from the past few months…who has liked me since 5th std. and he told me that right now!!!
Well the thing is i have never confessed
I dont know how to say
