I don't have all the answers. That's something I learned after being sexually assaulted. I finally know that God is still good, even though what happened to me at the beginning of the summer was undeniably not. I want to get back to living again...truly living. I don't know what that feels like anymore. I've been asking God to show me through countless tears. I didn't know where else to go, so I came here. I don't want to share my story on Facebook, when telling anyone I know has been hard. I've only told four people. Facebook would feel like a spotlight on a still healing wound. This felt easier. I ask for kind responses, as being a sexual assault survivor feels almost unbearable some days as it is.
More days than I would like to admit, I can't even leave my home to take the trash out or get the mail. I panic every time a man comes to my door, even if it's just the maintenance man. I'm fighting to keep going, and any progress, no matter how small it may seem, matters. I have God on my side, lifting me up, reminding me that I'm not alone. No one ever tells you how hard recovering from being assaulted is. Maybe that's because none of us really want to talk about it that much. Any prayers are welcome and appreciated. If you've experienced this too, and don't mind sharing, how did you get through it? How did you trust God again?
More days than I would like to admit, I can't even leave my home to take the trash out or get the mail. I panic every time a man comes to my door, even if it's just the maintenance man. I'm fighting to keep going, and any progress, no matter how small it may seem, matters. I have God on my side, lifting me up, reminding me that I'm not alone. No one ever tells you how hard recovering from being assaulted is. Maybe that's because none of us really want to talk about it that much. Any prayers are welcome and appreciated. If you've experienced this too, and don't mind sharing, how did you get through it? How did you trust God again?
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