My first boyfriend would choke me in my sleep. I would wake up to him ejaculating to me gasping for air. He would lock me in the bathroom with a chair against the door for being "bad". So often, I hid food and water beneath the sink. He was my first bitter taste of love. #MenToo
@theogscrappy @jsh_rch I'm so sorry you have to do that. Please know, you are not alone. Different experiences, yes, but survivors and warriors like you, just the same.
@MichaelKenKen When I was a young boy, tormented daily, I found myself in the final girls, that fought and survived hell, but also the monsters that the world they existed in shunned and feared. Horror gave me the imaginative tools to fight suicide and live. Horror saved me.