Asking For It

Appreciated Sarah’s post this morning in dedication to the many survivors out there. Thank you for your eloquence.

Heartstring Eulogies

“Before you point that accusatory finger
in my direction, remember this:
I never asked for it.”

The sun is setting and I feel the cold seeping into my bones. I feel the life bleeding out of my feet, leeching into the ground. And I stand here, breathing smoke into the sky. Because that’s all I have left to give — pieces of my broken spirit. And that’s all that remains after the vultures picked me apart. So before you point that accusatory finger in my direction, remember this: I never asked for it. I never gave the wrong signals. I didn’t deserve all you forced upon me.

And how could I have known better? I was barely old enough to walk, let alone understand what vile things you wanted from me. If you wouldn’t blame a child, then why blame the teenager for going to a party? Why blame the…

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3 Comments Add yours

    1. theresaly520 says:

      No, thank you for sharing your thoughts! Some people have a difficult time sharing these feelings even from behind a computer screen.

      1. I understand. It took me about two years to finally be able to tell my story, and begin advocating for change/helping people by sharing mine.

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