What can I possibly say to you other than you have taken everything I find valuable away from me. My smile, my trust, my ability to see beauty within me. You took away my dressing up, feeling great, and my sleep. You’ve taken my privacy, my intimacy, and even that wasn’t enough, and you tried to take my life.
I want you to know that you have broken me, turned me into a girl who hides behind a bathrobe, even fully dressed. I have every light on in the house because shadows scare me. You drugged me, and took away my voice, my ability to say no. And what I despise myself the most about, is you made me like it. You made me LIKE your violation and your attempt at giving me the HIV virus. I hate myself for that, and its a shame I will probably never recover from. I can never look in the mirror again the same way. I can NEVER look into my eyes again with the pride of loving the woman I was.
Why me? What could I have possibly done to harm you so much that you could unleash this evil on me? What about me deserved to die of aids? What about me deserved to be forced into a position that took my voice, my spirit?
You took my dating life, my future relationships, my chance to find someone to settle down with. You haunt me. You are a plague on my life, for the rest of my life.
But here is the thing. I am a human cockroach. Between all the shit in my life, including YOU. I WILL survive. I may be broken, and bent, but you will never fully claim me. I am alive right now. You will NEVER have the opportunity to get that close again. I will live, while you die in a cage.