The Audacity

Imagine my frustration when I checked my page on our high school website and saw a comment posted from the person who raped me. The comment read, "Hi, I'm glad to see that you are ok and doing well." At first I couldn't believe that he sent a message to my page, but what was more disturbing was the fact that he apparently thought it was ok to send me a message. That's a brave motherfucker. He got some big fucking balls!!!!! What would make him think that I am "ok" and "doing well?" Well now lets see.....He certainly doesn't know about the numerous hours I have sat on a sofa talking to a psychiatrist. He doesn't know about the weekly counseling sessions I attend to help me COPE with being raped. He doesn't know about the $500.00 deductible I have to pay yearly just to be able to take anit-depressants at a lower cost to help me focus and not be depressed because of his egregious acts upon me in my own home; and that deductible is just the tip of the iceberg financially. He doesn't know that I have had thoughts and some plans in the past to kill myself because of him. Nor does he know that I no longer feel comfortable in my home, comfortable with sex, or comfortable with myself. BUT HE CAN SEE THAT I AM OK AND DOING WELL!!!!!

I got on google and found out where Katy, Texas is cause I really want to kill him. He need to be damn lucky gas is sky fucking high!!!!!