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Journal Entry for June 7, 2007 Mood
Thursday, June 7, 2007

I'm sitting here, waiting for the sun to warm the air and the ground so my friend and I can go swimming. I am not tired, though I was out until 2:00 this morning, playing basketball with some new friends. They are originally my best friends co-workers, but now, we are all friends.

Something I forgot to mention though...two of the three are two huge, (over 6 feet) guys. That may not seem especially important to some, but when you are only 4'10" inches tall, and have been abused, this screams, " Run, rape danger!"

But these guys were respectful, not touching me, not hugging, etc, unless I instigated it.  We played a very very rough game of basketball, (since the only way I can really play basketball is to cheat and stay in a continual foul mode, pretty much by jumping on their backs, grabbing, kicking, hitting them when they are about to shoot, etc. )and they never made a bad moves twoard me.  Got knocked down a couple of times, but it was mostly me hurting my teammates as I attempted to guard a 6'5 guy. 

 We could have happily played all night, but we were in the recreation facility of a housing complex, and some generous, sweet soul, apparently tired of our battle cries, decided to call the cops. 

Well, that pretty much dampened our spirits, even though he just gave us a warning, and told us to go "to greener pastures elsewhere". Such a sweet cop.

Needless to say, my grandparents, whom I have always lived with, will not be hearing of my late night adventure.

It still boggles my mind to think that I, a girl who last year couldn't be touched without a panic attack, willingly "attacked" a guy, without fear of reprisal. It was a game, true, but the girl I was a year ago would have never gotten close enough to do that, much less stepped onto the court. It tells me I'm healing, a bit, and that someday, a healthy relationship might be possible. That was always a dream before. Of course, a rough and tumble basketball game is not a intimate relationship, but that means there is hope for one, right? I'd like to think so.

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