I'm not who I once was
I was molested about two years ago, I think that I always had a little bit of depression as a young girl but in high school it really hit off after that happened. It made me feel really alone... Used and misunderstood. I stopped having purpose and felt like nothing would ever get better. I always told myself it wasn't my fault, when I'd sit up at night and cry... Like there was two of me sort of, one to let it all out and one to comfort and shut me up. I told my close friends but neither of them understood and I could tell that they never really cared which took a huge part in why I never told my family...
I always wanted to see a psychiatrist about it but never knew how to contact one for free seeing as I'd have no money to pay for it. It started affecting the way I saw things like my appearance, I've always been told that I'm a good looking girl but ever since that happened I feel like people just pity me and tell me because they're my family or my friends... Or if its a guy that's interested in me I feel like it's because he wants to use me. I'm sick of feeling out of place in my own skin, like I'm not who I see in the mirror anymore.