Broken and battered. Trying to pull myself out of this slump, this depression. Feeling so much anger, hatred and a thousand and one unnamable emotions towards the people who stole my innocence. Shame in myself over crying over spilled milk, surprised that the actions of others still have the ability to affect me.
If you were to go into a relationship with him with your eyes wide open, knowing that he would not and could not give you what you needed from a relationship then you would be okay. But would you really be okay if you were settling for an okay relationship, a relationship where you could not be yourself, express yourself and your feelings without being made to feel guilty for feeling the way that you do?