An art student that is desperately trying to get rid of that occupation.
A sometimes reluctant writer and secret poet.
A little womanist, a little feminist, a little dark humor, a lot of time, a little money.
People don’t understand how much sexual assault and rape affects an individual, how much it warps the mind and changed how a person thinks and behaves. It is an invasion of not just the body but the mind as well, and it leaves a person crippled and distrusting. It embeds a creature under the flesh that is unidentifiable, it changes how you recognize yourself. Some days you forget, some days you wake up and it’s all that is on your mind at all. Some days you scrub your skin as hard as you can but the disgust that you feel for yourself won’t go away. Crying makes you feel weak and vulnerable, which is the polar opposite to how you want to feel after someone has taken advantage of your vulnerability and declared you as weak. It’s destructive, and it destroys an individual from the inside out.
Source: derangedjane