rage

i said no.

each time you ignored me when i said no

each time you push back more forcefully if i shove away

i told myself it was all in my head. i was being melodramatic. i had to be crazy, because of all the things that have broken my soul, traumatized me, left me on the bathroom floor at 2:45 am screaming in my head

this couldn't possibly be it

it does not matter in the end. no amount of denying it will change the truth

i spent the entirety of my sophomore year being assaulted and harassed by a manipulative high school boy. i morphed into the useless pile of flesh and bones he always knew i was