I wish I could forget about all of the abuse I endured starting at the age of 12 years old, and went on frequently for almost 4 more years. It started with just one person abusing me, then it went on to two people abusing me. The first person to abuse me was a family member. When I was 14, somebody I dated began to abuse me.
The abuse I endured for quite a few years broke me down emotionally, physically, and even socially. Those years are years I would love to forget. I know those incredibly dark times helped shape me into the person I am today, but as a young teenager, I hate that I endured that crap to get to where I am now.
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