To the girl who wasn’t believed 💜
I see you,
I see your pain and how you have suffered
I’ve seen how the denial of your experience has broken you
I’ve seen how denial has made you question what you know is true
Acknowledgment of what happened feels important but you’ll eventually accept that their blindness is their own pain and has nothing to do with you
You know your truth
The times you hid away alone and cut into your own skin because the emotional pain you felt was too much to bare
The times you allowed your body to be used because it’s all you knew
The times you woke up in a wet bed, it had happened again, time and time again, the shame it brought and the feeling of absolute brokenness that nobody else without the same experience would understand
The times you ate your feelings with food, eating and eating until you were on the floor curled up in so much pain you couldn’t move
The times you couldn’t bare to be alone so you dated and dated and dated just to escape being on your own for enough time to start feeling again
The times you got high to numb out the pain
The times you starved your body because making your body the problem and focus made it easier not to feel everything you had buried down inside it
The times you chose abusive partner after abusive partner because that’s what you felt you deserved
I know this is just the beginning of a list which has no end on how your experience has affected you
I see you. Clearly. I see your suffering.
Your abuse cannot be denied by anyone.
You deserve to grieve.
You deserve to cry.
You deserve to heal.
You are worthy.
You are enough.
You are a survivor.
Your experience is valid.
I’m sending you (& my inner child) the biggest hug ever. I love you 💜
