This post is part of a Suicide Prevention Month blog series. Read the other blogs here.
Please Note: The following post mentions childhood sexual abuse.
From a very young age, I had to fend for myself and protect those who were around me, whether it was my little brother from my mother’s beatings or my cousin from my step-grandfather’s sexual abuse.
I was never looking out for me.
I never had anyone to turn to. In school I was bullied by so many people including people I called my friends. Even my teachers bullied me because in their minds I wasn’t “smart” enough.
I would go home and be abused whether it was sexually, physically or mentally. I would go through everything, and afterward I would pretend I was okay.