When I was 10 my best friend said "how do you kiss?" As a child I had no
idea, but now being older I understand what she was really asking and i
had even less of an idea how badly it would progress from there. Me, a
teenage girl now looking back on l...
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When I was 10 my best friend said "how do you kiss?" As a child I had no
idea, but now being older I understand what she was really asking and i
had even less of an idea how badly it would progress from there. Me, a
teenage girl now looking back on little girl me that never knew if what
was happening was assault or if it was nothing. Today I know my answer.
Sadly i have delt with countless accounts of this situation with her and
I have also had 2 occasions with a cousin. I talked to my mum, some
friends, counsellor and 5 weeks ago I told a teacher and a stranger that
comes to skls to talk about sex, consent, assault, and more. I now know
my friend was not just curious but what she did was sexualising assault
and rape.I am proud of myself for staying strong, for speaking up and
getting the help I needed. I asked the questions that were eating me
alive, discovered myself, my experiences and what I want to do. I do now
feel like I'm alone, like people can't relate, and I feel like I'm
branded. I don't remember being asked out by anyone since, and I feel
like I'm untouchable and unlovable. I pray I'm not disgusting or
something. But the girl who assaulted me said I should starve myself for
3 days exactly or more, I've been called flat chested, flat ass, and all
other nicknames for both, I've been called skinny and fat, ugly and
pretty, dumb, slow, annoying and a yapper. But I'm also called pretty,
sweet, kind, an empath, and so now I wonder? Was it my fault, did I lead
them on, how so? Am I pretty or not, lovable or not. Am I perfect,
average, or a background character in everyone else's story. I'm happy
with where I am and how far I've come, but there's still questions
unanswered I want to know. The fears these people created about my
personality and appearance. I don't know where I stand. I love myself,
can't stand my own voice in my head, don't like how I look most days but
my strength and personality keeps me going. Idk if anyone's reading
this, I don't mind if you aren't really paying attention, but I'm here
for you so is many others on this site, if you need help, no matter how
scary, reach out. Some people may say nothing, others may say to much or
the wrong thing, but someone will listen, someone will be there at the
right time, in the right way. Goodluck stranger. You got this