I still remember being in eighth grade, just a tiny thing, getting admitted to the hospital. I was young, but I’d overheard the grown-ups whispering about suspected cancer and the looming possibility of surgery. When I broke the news to my homeroom teacher that I’d be out sick, she gave me this cold, lingering stare. Then, out of nowhere, she launched into a grim tale about a girl from one of her past classes. Said the girl looked just like me, got struck down by cancer, strutted into school bald as a cue ball, and then—bam—dropped dead. To this day, I can’t wrap my head around why that grown-ass woman thought it was fine to dump such a gut-punch of a story on a kid like me.
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Had a boyfriend. We fought constantly, everything was tense.Wanted to shake things up somehow, feel needed, alive.Met a guy online - just texting, nothing serious. For months. Seemed normal. Then we met.He bought drinks, was sweet, said nice things. Then... took me to an apartment with others. ******* ody asked questions there - they passed me around.It's been a year since.My boyfriend and I made up. He's here, loves me, trusts me. And I just stay silent.I can't tell him. And I can't forget.#trauma #silence #guilt #secrets #assault #canttell #livingwithit