You didn’t wound me. No one will see the marks you’ve left behind. No one will know the scars that you etched so deeply that they will never fade. Everyday I look in the mirror and I see what you did.
I hid it, but you can see.
Basic was supposed to be the great equaliser. Camaraderie. Running the gauntlet of life together. Like brothers and sisters. Something I never had. We marched together. After. You, my squad mates and friends. We were supposed to protect each other, but none of you could see.
I hid it, but all of you could see.
I followed the chain. I put my faith in the instruments. I did all that you said and complied when you said no more. I had given you my loyalty and you gave me your condescension. So I hid it from the command, from the leaders of our unit.
I hid it, but you didn’t want to see.
He had taken something from me a bullet or a knife could not have. And when I was robbed and alone and beaten inside, you told me to buckle up, to accept that this was what it took to be part of a mans world. That this was what I had needed. And when I left and I shouted and I screamed from the rooftops that this was not what was right you tried to silence me.
I hid it, but you forced them to look away.
And now I sit and I stare at the wounds. There’s nothing left of the woman you attacked. You took everything I had and everything I would ever be and the company that was supposed to protect me did nothing.
I hid it, and you all knew.
Prompt originally posted by DeusEXMachin on reddit and received 5 upvotes.