SurvivingWarrior
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I was just thinking..
It really hurts me at times to look into my mothers eyes and feel like a liar because I can't bring myself to tell her that I've been diagnosed with PTSD, let alone that I was raped at 18.
I have this secret that I'm too afraid to disclose to the ones I love. It's too much for me to be vulnerable with others because of the assault. It's been nearly three years but it's still festering...
I had to pay $30 after I was raped to get the Plan B pill at the health department.
I really don't know where this thread will lead but if you feel like you're wearing a hidden badge of shame, you're not alone.
It really hurts me at times to look into my mothers eyes and feel like a liar because I can't bring myself to tell her that I've been diagnosed with PTSD, let alone that I was raped at 18.
I have this secret that I'm too afraid to disclose to the ones I love. It's too much for me to be vulnerable with others because of the assault. It's been nearly three years but it's still festering...
I had to pay $30 after I was raped to get the Plan B pill at the health department.
I really don't know where this thread will lead but if you feel like you're wearing a hidden badge of shame, you're not alone.