As I am sitting on my couch watching a show about a woman fighting cancer, I thought to myself: "If I had cancer, would my boyfriend take care of me?" I seem to be having those moments a lot lately. When my SA happened, my best friend/roommate was in Turkey, I lived 3500 miles away from my parents and I had no friends. I contracted genital herpes from the incident and had to go to the ER for the horrifying diagnoses. I cried in the arms of the nurse next to me wishing I had someone to help me. Ever since that day, I dont think I realized how important it was to never go through something like that again. After taking a mental note of that thought I just had, I realized that the only people in my life right now are people that would be by my side in a heart beat if I needed them.
Its amazing at how such a traumatic event could structure such a healthy pattern in my life. I know when to identify when people will be friends that are there and others that wont. Realizing my own strengths makes me stronger every day.