7-22-06 1:29 pm
I don’t even know where to begin. Its still all sinking in.
Shock. I can’t even breath sometimes. My heart starts racing and I start shaking all over. I get chills. Trying to ring up customers I’m fighting back tears. I can’t stop it and I have no control. I have a rock in my stomach, and I catch myself retching. If I could just throw it up I think I might feel a little better, but its like I’m stuck with it. I’m drunk with pain, drugged with sorrow. I don’t want anyone to ever touch me in a sexual manner ever again, I don’t want to ever look at a toy again. I’ll never know when to trust, I won’t ever even be able to trust myself. I won’t walk at the lake again for fear that I’ll come upon him…