I have been quiet for my entire life. I have had a secret that has been eating at me since age nine. I was sexual harassed. Not quite rape, for my friend had walked in on us. I don’t remember much. Just my heart beating extremely fast and my whole body quaking with fear. I haven’t told anybody, mostly because where I’m from people lie about this stuff to get unneeded attention, and they are recognizable. So in fear of being “one of those people” I have kept quiet. I don’t remember what the man looked like, I barley remember why I was where I was… I just come up with my mother who is a raging alcoholic, which is another issue that I won’t go into much detail about… for I still feel a bit uncomfortable talking about it. When my friend found us in the room, she didn’t think much of it. For she was two years my junior and only thought of barbies and play-doh. So the situation didn’t seem uncommon to her. I still have that overwhelming feeling that came when he first touched me. I felt so weak and pathetic. Like my whole body had shut down. Now, when I am with somebody I trust, I feel guilty and uncomfortable. What do I do?
