Marturia unei fete de 13 ani la radio air1
Submitted By: Kaitlin Joan F. Story: At age 13, I was raped. Long story short, after a while I started to think it was my fault for some reason I will never know. My mind just twisted around to blame everything on myself. I started to think I was repulsively ugly. I thought I was fat and hideous. I started starving myself and when my parents forced me to eat, I started throwing up. Out of desperation to feel something other than hunger and emotional pain, I started cutting myself. People started looking down on me because I didn't hide the cuts. My boyfriend seemed more distant. I thought everyone hated me. I decided, if everyone hates me, why don't i just go? Nobody'll miss me. I wrote my family a suicide note. I texted my boyfriend and told him I was sorry. I went into the kitchen, grabbed the bottle of Aspirin pills, and poured it out into my hand. I threw them in my mouth, then heard the radio. Somehow, I had caught the beginning: "You come to me with scars on your wrists. You tell me this will be the last night feeling like this." I spit the pills out and listened to the song. By the end, I was crying. I realized that I wasn't alone. I called Robert, my boyfriend, and apologized. He was at my house in two minutes. He is a Christian, and he brought me to God. GOD IS GREAT!!!!!
