Even though I’ve forgiven him, I still can’t forget what it felt like those days he used me for his pleasure. I was a teenager then but I wish I had declined or even fought. It hurts more knowing I’ll continue to see you for the rest of my life, I sometimes think that your misfortunes is as a result of laying with me your daughter. The image is still stuck to my head till today and I just can’t deal with men, I give them sex because that’s all they ever want. I’m not sad but it doesn’t get better I promise. I wasn’t raped but my dad used me to satisfy his sexual urge and everyday that I grow it still feels crazy to me.