Picking At Old Wounds

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TW: rape, flashbacks, PTSD

I should be happy… Right? Only a week or two and my rapist will finally be questioned. Things are moving slow. Way too slow. It’s been almost a year since the rape itself until we got here. But we did. So… Now what?

Not a day goes by when I don’t think he doesn’t deserve to be brought to justice. Not a day in my life I’ve felt sorry for him. But I know that this…