Ever had a gut feeling, and known right away when something was off? Everything logically tells you that you are wrong; evidence that can be seen by the naked eye indicates that everything is okay, and you have nothing to worry about. But something in the back of your mind just nags and pokes and prods. You have often wondered if you are just afraid of putting yourself out there, and say it's just you trying to talk yourself out of something new.

But then it all comes crashing down. That's what happened to me. Who would ever guess that tiny little indicators could point to something so big? Would I ever guess that someone so innocent and shy and inexperienced could do something like that? How could I have known? But the sad thing is, I did know. I told myself I was wrong, but I was right. And so I bear the wounds from a trauma that should have never happened. But they should heal and scar over, and I will be rough, rugged, and stronger. And next time an asshole dares step in my path, I will obliterate him, no questions asked. But the next time someone nice comes my way, I will remember that since I am better than all the assholes I see, so this nice one must be for me. If he ever comes. I will wait patiently.