For a moment, I think he’ll take me into a stall and rape me there. I’m ready for it. I’m ready to fight and scream and do whatever I need to do to get away from him, but I’m also prepared to shut down if all of my attempts are futile and he goes through with it. I don’t want to be. I don’t want to even consider it a possibility. Not again. Not after all of these years that I lived in fear and shut everything out, in order to protect myself from the trauma. After I worked through it with a professional so that it would no longer dictate the way I live my life. But I have to be prepared, and
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My poor baby :(
