It's officially been one year...

..since I came forward, turned my world upside down, hit rock bottom, came forward & public about the abuse going on in my life, and ended the cycle. It's officially been one year since I faced you-a guy who supposedly loved me, who I lived with for two years, who I trusted-in court. It's officially been one year since the State Police, FBI gun squad, and local police turned our entire apartment, and my entire life, inside out. It's been one year, since my father had to come help me pack my apartment at 2am, with the police bagging guns, cameras, tapes, computers, etc that I didn't even knew you HAD. Since I saw myself on tape, in the most private, intimate ways. Since I thought going to the bathroom in my own apartment, was safe. Since because of you, I sat in court shaking, crying, and nauseous, as myself, the judge, my family, and people I've never even met before-watched the evidence and tapes of me, in all my intimacy. Since because of you, I now seek psychiatric help, just to go to the bathroom somewhere other than home.
It's been one year since the very same day I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, I left the doctors office and had to go to another appointment...at the Victim's Advocate office.
It's been one year since I said no more. Since I stood up for myself. Since I took a step to protect the next girl....
since you were arrested.

and I've never been happier.