I'm afraid of sharp things such as knives or glass because I tried to kill myself by cutting. But I was also afraid of the man who raped me. Every time I closed my eyes I would see him..but after awhile I got tired of it. So yesterday I drew a picture of him, then said "You can't hurt me anymore. I'm not afraid of you." then I tore the picture into a million little pieces and threw it away. After I did that, I was exhausted. I also felt relief and happiness. So I no longer fear him and I can sleep at night knowing he won't come for me or scare me.
Lesson for the week: Face your fears or they'll haunt you forever.
Rosie
