When I Was A Teenage Whore...

There once was a teenage whore, who was held captive by 3 twisted fucks in a trailer, and raped for 3 days....and hardly anybody ever knew about it, until just now. This and more exciting tales of terror coming up in future episodes of .... my fucked up life story. I have friends here, that I grew up with, that never knew about things like this that happened to me. I guess I was taught early how to keep secrets, and how to lie if I had to, to protect myself from the harsh eye of judgement. I judged myself. I felt like I deserved everything I got because I was a bad little girl. I snuck out that night, and got in a car with 3 men to go to that trailer, trusting that I would be safe with a "boy". I was never safe from my own poor decision making and naivety. This blog doesn't share the story of this particular event. It was just on my mind at the moment, eating away at me. I'll post more blogs in the future. You're welcome to peep if you like. If you want a deeper understanding of me as a flawed human being, this would be the place to poke around in the future. I haven't posted there often. I'm notoriously bad at blogging, but I really want to change that. There is so much I want to get out. I need to bleed it all out of me. I keep getting little bits out at a time, and then I have to keep revisiting events because it's all connected, and I don't feel as if I'll be free of it, until its ALL out. So, that's it. My memoirs will house my joy, and my pain. It will archive my folly, and my faith. For every horrible thing that's happened to me, something good has occurred as well. So it's not all bad, maybe bittersweet in places, but blissful in others. I really hope I am as open about things that make me happy, as I am the things that have hurt me. If I can remain coherent and concise, I will also do my best to always give the reader insight into how I felt, and how I feel about things now.

I think I will start a blogging project. I have to write something, every single day, anything. It's what the damned blog is for, right?
Once a day shouldn't be too hard. It will be cathartic.