I am soooo bitter. I am angry. I am angry that I was in a situation where I was drugged and raped by someone I knew. I am angry that the NPD bungled my case. I am angry that when I went to Internal Affairs I was belittled and humiliated. I am angry that, at first, the DA treated me like I was some sort of liar. I am angry that I fought with everything I had in me for justice and I got none. It consumed me for 2 years. And All I am left with is some fucked up RR-PTSD. And I'm angry that the guy who did it to me has done it to others and has never been charged. I am angry that I can't talk about it to my boyfriend. I am angry that my dreams of becoming a model were shattered. I am angry that I can't go to certain places and I can't see certain people or things because I'll have a flashback. I'm just angry. I know I need to let it go. It has been 5 years, though feels like yesterday, which I'm sure those around me think is ridiculous. ERGH. Just had to vent.
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