Virginity, Stolen Innocence
When I was fourteen, [insert long involved back story here] I met a man named Josh (he was 21). He and I became romantically involved basically because I had no where to live and I was addicted to prescription pills. He could supply me with food, pills, shelter, etc. I became dependent on him. He physically and emotionally and sexually abused me. He forced himself upon me on a daily basis for months until I escaped, in the practical sense of the word. I always planned to wait until marriage to have sex. I never made the decision to engage in intercourse (especially with someone I didn't love). I was raped by him, maybe, 60 times and each time was worse than the last. I am not looking for pity. I am looking for hope. I know that physically I am not a virgin but am I not worth as much anymore. Am I no longer innocent? My virginity was something I always planned as a gift for the man I spent the rest of my life with. Instead it was brutally taken from me. Am I no longer worth it?