My father (my real father) had molested me as a child. It only happened to me once, I'm still not sure how many times it happened to her. But it was never spoken about and I never told anyone. From the outside, life went on as it should for an eight year old girl. Now, I am 20 years old. I just broke up with my boyfriend thinking that I needed to find myself... thinking that I needed to finally heal those old wounds. But instead of healing, I hurt more than ever.

I feel so alone, like no one will ever love me again. How do I find hope? How do I find peace in myself? How do I make the inside match the outside?

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