Jenny B.R.
Bio
Amateur writer/poet. Looking to share my experiences with others. I write poetry, short stories, and small pieces.
Instagram: @jennysnspj
Facebook: Jenny's Not So Private Journal
Stories (8/0)
My Sexual Assault Story
Pins and Needles by Jenny Bornios Rojas He took it away. My childhood, my dreams, hope. The hope that life could get better. But instead it got worse. He took away my innocence and the worth of my scream For when I screamed for him to stop He did not, only laughed and left a bruise on both my legs. What I wish he would’ve taken away Are the scars on my thigh from his nails digging in So I asked myself after Is my scream worth anything if no one is around to hear it? My words became stuck in my throat They became pins and needles that hurt me if I spoke. He left me useless and shattered Empty and defective I lost all the love that I had saved for myself. For it to be replaced with hate. A hate that I so wish I could share. But who to share it with? I can’t help but think it was my fault. I let him touch me. I let him rape me. I told my mother She said her brother-in-law would never do anything of the sort Yet, he was capable of taking my will to live away. I told myself, And I still can’t believe it. I don’t want to Because I fear that I’ll shatter again Even though I haven’t glued all the shards together. I was forced to sit at family gatherings where he stared at me He gave me a wolfish smile I could feel the anger boil inside me, ready to tell all. But the pins and needles made holes in my throat. So I closed my mouth and let the sun say goodbye. And let the night fall over me. And as I lay on my bed, I sob. I scream into my pillow no longer caring about the pins and needles in my throat. The wound opens again And I pray to whatever is up there That one day I’ll be able to speak.
By Jenny B.R.3 years ago in Viva
What I Hate Most About Being A Woman
Trigger Warnings: Sexual Assault and Domestic Abuse Being a woman is not easy. That’s the first problem. I truly don’t believe that your gender should set expectations for your behaviour, personality, or identity. Yet somehow, it does.
By Jenny B.R.3 years ago in Viva
Reflecting on my Mental Health Diagnosis as a College Dropout
Recently, I discovered that I have ADHD and PTSD. Now that comes with a sense of relief because I've been struggling with my mental health for years, not knowing what was going on exactly. However, I would be lying to you if I said I didn’t feel upset. Mainly, I find myself wishing that I had known sooner. I think I developed unnecessary feelings of self-hatred thinking that I was somehow defective and that I was just never good enough really.
By Jenny B.R.3 years ago in Longevity
Stop Trying to Be A Therapist
Unfortunately my sleep patterns have been off and as a result I’m awake when the sun starts peeking up. However, I do tend to do a lot of my deep processing during this time as everyone is usually asleep and I can find some quiet/alone space.
By Jenny B.R.3 years ago in Motivation