My Depression Makes Me Feel Like A Stranger To My Own Needs
In the back of my mind, my depression is bigger than me.
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In the back of my mind, my depression is bigger than me.
Many men have the mentality of “I Fuck Her Until I Am Motivated To Commit To Her.”
I’m over all of those situationships and almost relationships…
No one told me that morning sickness doesn’t go away after the first trimester.
My eating disorder was about safety.
I haven’t eaten food in three years.
I am terrified of doing something millions of people do every day.
It is a privilege to be with him and to have him in my life.
I’m the type of girl who needs to feel affection at all times.
Today, our relationships are defined as legitimate when we become “Facebook official.”
I lost my virginity to rape, at 13 years old.
When my doctor wanted put me on the pill, I agreed. But that was the wrong move.
I was on a date. It was December and warm in Southern California.
Who is the woman I want to become?
To the boy who never did anything wrong, but also never did anything right:
To everyone who has been through a loved one’s emotional abuse: It’s hard.
Sex is supposed to be this wonderful and magical thing, but in my experience, it can also be really traumatizing.
Trigger Warning: Discussion of rape, sexual violence, and sexual abuse.
I don’t know any of you readers out there or what your story may be, but here’s a glimpse into mine.