There is still plenty of time and spaces if you'd like to sign up for the Guest Speaker Chat scheduled for this Saturday!
Welcome to Pandora's Aquarium, a rape, sexual assault, and sexual abuse survivor message board and chat room.
If you've been a victim of any type of sexual violence, you belong here. What you see below represents just a fraction of the resources and survivor support available. Register now to join our community and take full advantage of what this online support group has to offer you as you heal and recover, or sign in to remove this message.
You are not alone, we can support you as you heal, and you've made an important step toward recovery by reaching out. If you are unable to register or have any questions, please contact the staff or view our home page.
Does my sexual preference even matter anymore?
What's the point of looking for love when one person felt my needs didn't matter?
Who can I trust when my neighbours felt my side of the incident didn't matter and their blind loyalty to him did?
Why go to thet police when they discouraged me from doing anything from it, emphasising the humiliation?
What's preventing me from taking my life to end this pain?
Everyday, I live a lie to the whole world that I'm fine, that life is boringly safe, that I haven't a real thought in my head, that nothing is important, that I'm not very intelligent. Not talking about it saves me from people's ignorance assaulting me, their malice and viciousness. This is the only place I can type these words into. Any other blog, I don't feel safe enough. I'll never understand why a crime like this is allowed to exist? I'll never understand why when talking to friends who know about it that they're so stupid and hostile towards me? I obsess about the "why's" of it, but only get trapped in the pain and humiliation of it, that it even happened at all, that I can't be one of those ignorant types who don't understand how anyone can "let it happen"? The world has become a scarier and uglier place. There's one person I knew of who'd think my feelings, that all that I've written here were me just making a mountain out of a mole hill, that I was making a big deal over nothing! I don't know how I'd react if someone I knew needed me in their distressed time, if I'd be so cold hearted and disgusting. I'm stuck in my anger that won't unleash itself and I want it removed!
I'll read some more and make some chocolate chip cookies.
0 Comments On This Entry
My Favourite Links!
0 user(s) viewing
0 anonymous member(s)