Show your support for NO MORE domestic violence and sexual assault
I was molested by my so called BFF on the bus when I was 10. As a “joke” he put his hands down my pants and latched onto my p****. I tried as best as I could to get him unlatched. He really clamped down. I tried one last time to free it, but it was too much. Having no other choice, I yelled out to the bus driver and said “he’s touching me and won’t let go!”
As soon as I said that the whole bus erupted in laughter and the bus driver managed to free him from my pants. That was the beginning of many years of suffering, depression, anxiety, and s.a.d. I have multiple anxiety and depression drugs as well as mood stabilizers I spent thousands of dollars on these meds over the years. Not to mention I was in and out of the hospital several times over the years. I also had suicidal thoughts many times. Most days I have no ambition or motivation to do anything. This guy is the lowest of the low. A sewer rat 🐀 is better than him. I’m telling my story so I can forgive myself and get closure. B-rizzle
