I just need to vent a little I guess. I'm packing up my stuff at school and heading home for the summer, to live with my parents while I work. Come August I'll have my own place and can start things fresh. But I'm dreading going back home. Just being back in the town I was raped in is going to be hard enough, much less having to go by all the places that he took me. I just don't know how I'm going to handle it. It has been over a year now, but I still have flash backs and that whole song and dance. I don't want to go home and have to deal with this. Since I've been at school, I'm doing so much better. Slowly handeling it all and working through things. I don't know that when I go home that I can do that. On top of that, my parents don't know that I was raped, and I don't plan on telling them. I just don't feel like they would understand, and frankly I'm not ready to tell them. I don't know that I ever will be. I can't deal with them on top of everything else I have going on this summer. I just feel lost and like I have no place to turn to. Sorry for ranting everyone.
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