~Brianna ~

Type..delete..typ...delete...ty...delete...t.... My sister just came and read to me her speech for her drama/debate case and the topic was "abuse". Abuse in all it's forms, the way it's ignored, overlooked, and underestimated. The psychological damage it does and how those things can never be undone. And as I listened, my stomach grew sick as each little connection was made. We lived this. This was our life. And even though things are better now, what we went through can never be forgotten. It can't be erased. Thinking about the statistics she gave, my heart breaks for all of the other people out there who endured the same trauma, many worse, than we did. It's no joke. Any and all abuse strips someone of their ability to see themselves. Instead, all they see is a problem. A mistake. And worst case scenario, they try to help and self eliminate. But that isn't helping. The problem isn't you. Somehow we need to encourage each other to speak out, and get help. The longer we're within reach, the longer they can hold us under. Don't let them drown you. Don't sink. Swim.