Wavering, feeling weak. Someone please listen. Someone please care. I hurt. I feel dirty, so dirty. I want to wash my own skin off. I don't want pity, as someone once told me. I want someone to say I will listen, I will care. Perhaps that is being needie. Someone once told me that too. Perhaps I should not listen to this person. Perhaps I should listen to what is inside me, a person who so bad wants to heal, grow, learn, and be there for other survivors of society's secret shame!!!! This type of trauma would not be different if people did not treat it different!!! Yes, I'm angry and have a right to be!!! I own that anger! Its mine! Noone made me feel it. I choose to feel it because its easier at this time to feel the anger than it is to feel the pain or look at myself and my own venerabilities.