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I've only met you once, but you're already on my shit list.
You don't believe me because you grew up with H and he's a "good guy." A good guy doesn't beat your brother up and leave scars. And do you think I would have been with him in the first place if he didn't act like a good guy? Maybe you don't read people as well as you think you do, and maybe he changed in the years when you weren't super tight anymore.
You don't believe me because I hid under the table when you came down, so I'm obviously not a well-adjusted person. Did you consider the possibility that someone I don't know walking into the room without a shirt could be triggering? Did you consider the possibility that I'd heard stories about you and was already afraid of you? Did you consider the possibility that I'm not a well-adjusted person because he raped me?
Really, though, I'm kind of glad you were an ass to me. It showed me that I really can trust Mo and Ma and Al and An and S, even though I'd only met the last two that night as well. They believed me. They rose to my defense. So you can make your threats, and you can call names, but they're not going to affect me. I'm still terrified of you, but you're not going to bring me down, and you're not going to hurt me. I get to choose who hurts me now.
And honestly, it was going to happen at some point with someone. I count myself lucky it was that night with you when I had good people to back me up. So thank you.
You don't believe me because you grew up with H and he's a "good guy." A good guy doesn't beat your brother up and leave scars. And do you think I would have been with him in the first place if he didn't act like a good guy? Maybe you don't read people as well as you think you do, and maybe he changed in the years when you weren't super tight anymore.
You don't believe me because I hid under the table when you came down, so I'm obviously not a well-adjusted person. Did you consider the possibility that someone I don't know walking into the room without a shirt could be triggering? Did you consider the possibility that I'd heard stories about you and was already afraid of you? Did you consider the possibility that I'm not a well-adjusted person because he raped me?
Really, though, I'm kind of glad you were an ass to me. It showed me that I really can trust Mo and Ma and Al and An and S, even though I'd only met the last two that night as well. They believed me. They rose to my defense. So you can make your threats, and you can call names, but they're not going to affect me. I'm still terrified of you, but you're not going to bring me down, and you're not going to hurt me. I get to choose who hurts me now.
And honestly, it was going to happen at some point with someone. I count myself lucky it was that night with you when I had good people to back me up. So thank you.
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