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Another night of bad sleep. -_- I went to bed early, woke up for about ten minutes last night, and slammed the snooze button five times this morning trying to get more sleep. Thursday needs to hurry up and get here, becaue Dr. Valdes is going to tell me something.

And sorry to people I was supposed to chat with last night... I wasn't feeling up to it.

Desperately need sleep. If I hadn't taken off two days last week, I'd probably take one today. But, bleh.

Loud and proud.

You know what, I wasn't sure if I should post this. Like David said in a comment on Kellie's journal, the wording isn't exactly right, not if it's going to include other things. It's not always violent.

But I'm posting it, because something DID happen that still bothers me a little bit. Even after that, something else happened, totally unrelated. And neither was physically violent, but the fact that they left such an impact on me says something to me. Maybe they were emotionally violent. I know the second was, it was a total invasion of my comfort zone. I'd never been afraid of riding the subway before then, ever.

Abuse is a better word for it. And even that doesn't exactly fit what I've been through, I think...

But it doesn't bother me as much as it used to.

I'm CJ, and I'm a survivor of sexual violence.
No Pity. No Shame. No Silence.

Our voices have power.

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Something on my friends page made me smile. Thanks, Kyuu. ^_^