My life changed the night of January 1st. I went out with someone I thought was my best friend. We went to a bar and she left me. I sat my drink down for no less than 3 minutes and didn’t remember anything until the next morning when I woke up in grass covered in dirt and blood with my clothes ripped off of me. I realized what had happened to me. I called my mother and she came to my side. The Cops at the scene were no help because I didn’t remember anything they were ifey to help me. I went on with my everyday
I Don’t Get a Do Over
I am now a 64 year old woman and here is my sad...