"I wasn't abused by a stepdad. It was by someone else." I really do not know why I am opening up about this right now.
"Huh. . .? Who was it then?" He asked keenly.
"Some guy at the school I used to attend." I exhaled and continue, "It started with bullying. He threatened my life on multiple occasions.
Every school day for me was like. . . . Always filled with fear and constant unrest and paranoia.
Looking over my shoulder, heart galloping not knowing what to expect.
I ignored it all and pushing through with the hope that I would graduate and get a chance to a top university.
I always look past whatever they did. I saw it as a sacrifice that I had to make for a stable future. I should have left when it started. If I had known that it was going to end up so badly for me, I would've. . . . .
The reason I cried when I saw that interview is because it should have been me.
