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I was molested

Not once not twice but quite a countable number of times. Perhaps I was too naive to grasp the reality and before I could understand it already happened. Most of them were people I know, close ones. But instead of standing up for myself I let it go,they’re nice people, they can’t do that. If people would find out about them their perception would change. So I kept quite. And somehow I could never retaliate ever again.

and these feelings, this pentup anger arises like a low flame wanting to get out but somehow my tears diminish them.