just randomly thinking

Its always a story until it happens to you.

The best story teller is she with the experience , but then again If only it was easy to share the story .
The thought of how many lives can be saved with the stories that we choose to keep to ourselves.
 Because we feel ashamed, ashamed in fear of society snd it's views over us, forgetting that we are slowly killing ourselves.
The torture and emotional trauma, the mental stress of having to deal with the predicament alone because even those that say will be there for you aren't there when the battle of guilt kicks in.
The lessons taught by our parents installed fear and not respect. The fear of what will they do to me if I tell them what has been done to me
"Oh mum, I wish I could share everything with you" is every girl in trouble's cry.
But then again we cannot blame our parents, they do what they think is right.

Back to the matter ,
 our helpless cries and infliction of guilt with the memory being a lifetime one, of either rape or abortion as a result of having an unwanted pregnancy .
Imagine if we had someone to talk to, someone that would not judge us but help us through.
Tradition and cultural and gender issues really are a factor to tackle ....

To be continued........
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