*POSSIBLY TRIGGERING* Okay, whatever. I'll try to make this as exciting as possible. My name is Deja, i'm 17 years old. When I was about 11 I was molested by my brother pretty much every night, when he thought I was asleep. I never really told anyone, and I think that's pretty much why I have trust issues. Hell if you can't trust your own family, who else can you trust? I'm starting to hate myself. Just about everything about me I hate. Especially my fat ass stomach. I'm pretty quiet, but once you get to know me I talk a lot. Sometimes I just like to spill everything that's bothering me to anyone who listens. You can't always bottle things up you know? I'm sorry my story isn't so.. extreme and wonderful like others. But who the hell cares right? It's not like anyone ever reads these anyways.. Right?