Five stars for insightfulness, you two. However I know exactly what this community is like in all it's variegated glory. If I wasn't prepared to have it ridiculed, trolled, joked about, or, worst of all... totally ignored, I wouldn't have put it up. Actually, I really liked the joke replies.
But thank you for defending me, Bijou and Timelord.
I put up strong personal boundaries, and also made myself safe by putting up the poem I wrote about someone else,
a guy who got locked in a barn for three days when he was a little boy, by his uncle. When his mother came back and found him, she had to take him to hospital because he was dying of hypothermia and dehydration. Amazingly, everyone who knows what I am going through just right now, has told me the poem is obviously about myself.
For the enlightenment of everyone else, I shall put up the far inferior poem I wrote about me
It's amazing how much a really good conversation with your little sister can cheer you up
after you find out
you were raped when you were three.
Well, “raped” is an exaggeration.
But “sexually molested in some fashion for a period of up to three years” just isn't succinct.
And after all that's when the Dissociation started.
To take away him from me.
[If I want some really good jokes about gbaji, we'd better MOVE THREAD]