My sister and I were both molested when I was like, nine (by my step-grandfather) until almost fifteen years old – so six years. And nobody knew. I never really talked about it, I was ashamed. This is why I talk about it now, because I feel like I have no reason to be ashamed. After everything I’ve accomplished in my life, and gone through, it made me stronger as a person, and yeah it sucked. It sucked to have to go through high school. And everybody, we all deal with it differently, but I recognize now as an adult, a lot of the decisions I made after that, what happened then reflected in my decisions – whether it be in poor relationships or poor decisions in general. But it also reflected in my fight for a lot of things. When you have to sit in front of a courthouse and tell these stories of what happened and everything, in front of your peers, in front of family members, in front of the man who did this to you, it was hard. It was really, really hard. I struggled with it for a really long time, and I found other escapisms. Whether it be the high of wrestling, whether it be drugs, whether it be relationships – anything that could help me be okay with myself.
That’s really sick. That’s like Generational incest, I feel so bad for her but proud of her for opening up and spreading awareness for girls and even boys that it's okay to talk to someone about it.
