I just don't know how to feel about it but it got me thinking about all the people I've met that have been victims of sexual abuse; about how it stagnates thier life. People become plauged by depression, anxiety, and other afflictions. People lose friends and family by cutting themselves off or driving others away. People spend hours locked up and crying and/or drinking. People can't have relationships, they hate men, fear men, or their relationships are drama filled. So much pain from what we had to be put through.

But those that did it to us, their lives go on. Actually, so do ours. So please, live. Why should we stop when we are the ones that really deserve to live?