Slowly Beginning Recovery

by Issy
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When I was 12 years I was sexually assaulted by a boy in my math class. The teacher made me sit next to him, ignoring my attempts to get him to change our seating plan. It started of just sexual comments, but after a week or so he started touching me (putting his hands up my skirt, touching my chest etc). It got worse and worse throughout the year, but I was scared to tell anyone because I felt guilty even though I tried my best to stop him. Eventually someone reported it, but the school ignored it due to "lack of evidence".

When I was 14 (the year after) I was diagnosed with serve depression and anxiety, and began to self-harm every day in attempt to deal with it. My parents and friends had no idea what had happened. I shut myself away and began to starve myself.

The year after that, I fell out with all of my friends and ended up with the wrong group of people. They used me, they sexually abused me daily, and treated me like an object. I ended up getting raped twice and physically abused to the point that I was covered in bruises and had my wrist broken. I started to drink and attempted suicide twice, as I couldn't see a better way to escape the situation.

After everything, my best friend from before helped me out of the situation. He is now my boyfriend of 5 months. I'm in therapy and slowly beginning to recover :)