ReMade
*****TRIGGER WARNING: Sexual Assault, abuse Oh, how I still wish I didn't need a trigger warning as a part of my life story. This is one of those blog posts that I publish and then change to unlisted, again and again. As the years pass I will probably continue to edit this story as I grow and journey on. In May of 2017 had been almost 22 years since I had seen him. I was out on a date with my husband. We were dining outside and Jay had gone back in to get our food when I saw him. It was a rush of blind terror. A panic attack in an instant. It felt like I would die. I bolted to the car. I had been praying about speaking to a counselor for a few weeks prior. Prom season was a yearly reminder. I would see the dresses and the decked-out teens popping up. I asked God, should I speak to someone after all this time? Will it just dredge up feelings best left alone? And then, that night at the restaurant, I had an answer. I never felt responsible for what he did to me. I was a sen