I’m not going to go into the depth of it entirety, since I’ve posted about it before, but i told my campus’s Deacon about what happened to me. It was awful, i know he was judging me and i’ve never told anyone irl or my personal life. 

But now i just feel like I can’t ignore it. Just the idea that someone knows, and could easily tell someone else which could eventually lead to my parents or people at home finding out. 

This is what I hate about it. I could at least ignore the thoughts and emotions about it until I was alone but just seeing this Deacon walk around, it’s like i’m being blackmailed without having anything i have to do.

I just hate it, all it’s done is cause me to be worse mentally but i had to talk with someone or else i wouldn’t be able to do track.