Maybe it's just me... but at the time I didn't feel any kind of way towards my friends, but as an adult I've started feeling like... yall definitely could've done something, but choose not to.

Because my boyfriend and bestfriend at the time both offered to let me live with them, and even the boy who SA me told his mom that i was being abused😭😭 but when it came to my other friends where it was like "hey can i sleep at your houde for the night to get away from my mom". They would just be like "no"

Like damn okay yall are just pieces of shit

Even my older brother when he ran away at 16 and I was 9 at the time... he left me to be abused for another 7 years until I eventually ran away. When I ran away I literally filled my backpack with important stuff and packed my tarantula, hamsters, and rats in cardboard boxes to take them with me... but he couldn't even take his sister?

It's really crazy growing up and realizing how many people could've done something but choose not to because they just didn't care enough or didn't want to be inconvenienced