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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

August 24th

You stole a piece of me that day, a piece that is lost forever and I will never be able to get back. I trusted you, thought you were a ‘friend’. Yet in that moment you turned into a monster and grew darker in the hours that followed.

Five years ago on this day I was abducted by a so called ‘friend’. This ‘friend’ who I had formed a friendship with, had hung out with, gone to the beach with etc. turned into a monster. What is worse was *after* the event it was revealed to me by a friend of yours that this was not your first offense. You’d done this kind of thing before. What I always wonder is why didn’t the person who told me this evilness about you after you violated me, had not told me before? Why had he not warned me, so I could stay the fuck away from you. Did he think I was ‘safe’ because I was gay?

No because in the sick and twisted world inside your fucked up mind. You befriended me, made out that me being gay was ‘no worries’ ‘all good’. But deep inside your darkness it was your mission to make me realise I was wrong to not like men, and the one ‘man’ to make this wrong, right was going to be you.

I’ll never forget the way you literally turned from ‘nice guy’ to psychopath in seconds. From offering me a lift to my car, due to leaving work sick, asking if I needed to go to a doctor, and then missing the turn for the cark park. The sound of the central locking of your doors, the electric windows being locked from the main control panel on the driver side door. The punches you unleashed on me, the threats to break my arm, then letting me know in no uncertain terms you were going to kill me, chop me up and scatter the pieces all over various parts of Australia. That I’d ‘never be found. I can smell the interior of your car still to this day, your eyes with no soul behind them. People spout statistics that if you’re going to be assaulted there is a high probability that it will be by someone you know and trust. I was in the category of ‘the people I’m friends with, would NEVER do something like that’ you did. You’re a cold fuck, who deserves to rot a slow and very painful death.

I’ve had many fights over my time. But the punch I manage to land in your face is still to this day the best one ever. I would break both hands over and over again if it meant I got to inflict some pain back onto you.

Five long years have passed, your ‘good behavior bond’ has finished, as has the terms of the five year AVO. I know this much. If you come anywhere near me, you won’t get off as ‘lightly’ as you did this time five years ago, I’m a very different person now. Different because that ‘goodness’ I had inside me was stolen by you, and I will never get that back.

You are a worthless oxygen thief. I sincerely hope you stop breathing soon.

2 comments:

ScoMan said...

I don't even know what to say to this.. other than it's times like these I like to believe in karma.

Sleepydumpling said...

I don't have any words other than to just drop in with a *hug*.