It'll never be me

'It'll never happen to me' 
    
    How often do you say this to yourself?  Or think to yourself? 
We all do, its a known fact, one never expects the worst for ourselves.
We are indestructible, immune. But really we are not, the world is a beautiful place, but its a mess, mankind is evil and theres noting we can do about it. So we all go around living our lives day to day, in the hope we make it,
in the hope we'll be ok, survive. This was me. Until January 2011, I never thought anything bad would happen to me, I'm a decent person, I don't harm people around me, I get on with life, enjoy it, Im social, Bubbly and have a wide range of friends and family, then there was Italy. For the past five months Ive been in shock, denial, doing anything I could to face what was right in front of me. Now I'm faced with allowing myself to feel. To feel the pain, the hurt and the fear. I've been sitting here thinking of ways to help to do something, not just for myself but for someone else, and no I'm not planning on changing the world or cure cancer, but if just one person who read my blog and thought, Wow that happens, and I shouldn't joke about things like this because you never know who it's happened to or what someones story is.


   I was raped. My prayer and wish is that this would never happen again to anyone else.