It’s like its happening all over again. As read the word on the paper. They gave me my disclosure today. All their notes and evidence against me. The things they said, the picture they tried to paint. Like I was some kind of alcoholic. But as read through their statements, in their words I could see all the signs they missed. Everything they overlooked when I was arrested. How they could have helped me figure out I was raped a lot sooner but instead wanted to treat me like a drunk. If they had paid attention they would have seen the signs, they would have seen that something was wrong and maybe helped me instead of making it worse. I went looking for help and was instead judged by my appearance. I was immediately labeled and now I will suffer more because of it.
Pieces lost, written in their own words.
ImNotOkay 