I am someone!  Someone raped by best friend’s father.  Someone molested as young girl by much older guy.  Someone that couldn’t trust any man.  Someone that had years of feeling “wrong “. Someone that had years of therapy. Someone still struggling and beating myself up. Someone realising I am someone.  I am someone not a victim anymore.  I’m someone trusting again. Someone who is climbing out of the dark.I am someone who is broken not beaten.