⚠️⚠️⚠️Trigger Warning: This episode contains mentions of sexual assault, child abuse and use of drugs that could be triggering to some readers.⚠️⚠️⚠️

Hello, Beautiful People! We hope you're having a wonderful day, and that you started off this week in the best possible conditions.

Time for our third episode of HerStory. The submissions are anonymous, so we have no way to reach out to our guest; however, we sincerely thank them for taking part into this project, and we hope they will soon come across this.

This episode of Herstory is a testimony, a revolting situation, but also a proof of strength and a word of encouragement. To anyone in a similar situation, we hope you can find the strength to keep going, and we hope you have around you people who love and cherish you, people you can rely on to keep going. And although we might not know one another, we want you to know we are cheering for you.

Hi. That's something almost everyone says at the beginning of almost anything; hi.

But my hi today isn't spelled that way, I mean high. 

When I was younger, and still to this day, the only thing I ever saw from my mother was her high; getting high. So, when she brought men over, they got high and hooked up, but I watched it all happen. My sisters and I weren't allowed to touch it, and we knew better from just watching how it affects how someone thinks and responds to things. 

When I was a little girl, I was sexually assaulted by a man of who my mother was dating at the time. I was taking a bath. This man was high out of his mind, and he saw a naked girl in a tub and thought it was a turn on for him. I can remember every detail vividly as my little body screamed for help. This man is still unknown today and has deeply affected my life in a way that I can't do anything other than gain support from others and live through it. 

You're not alone, if you've gone through something similar. I am still affected to this day, as is anyone whose had to go through this or something similar to it. Just remember you're not alone.