Here I sit, protected by the interminable distance of the faceless internet, and I'm still scared that all of you -- fellow survivors -- will turn on me the moment you smell weakness.
I wouldn't. I've never read anyone's story here and compared it to my own, thinking about them being more or less abused than me. Whatever happened to them, it all seems just as bad. And I've never read anything (ever) and thought it was the victim's fault. People have said a lot of shitty things to me. Such as, "But why did you not tell? Why did you keep going back?" Even when they don't say that, my paranoid mind twists whatever they've said into something bad, where they are blaming me. But I honestly don't think anyone would do that here.