5 months of my secret life

I finally went out with a friend group for soca night, then two bad biddies put something in my drink that night. Two Weeks later I fell at my job and injured my back and was on workers comp. When feeling better they let me go. A week later i got a new job. Then my life turned upside down. Two week later when I just finished with training, I got ran over by a GMC vehicle while biking to work. Not a soul to be their or come while I almost lost my life.

I revealed to my family how my step father sexually abused me as a child and how i tried to figure how to tell them since I was in middle school because I didn't want to ruin their happiness. How I am the black sheep that thrives. They try to take my happiness but I still have joy inside. How the only real relationship I have in blood is dysfunctional. That being left alone to die wasn't enough. That they have to tell others I'm angry and want to kill my love ones even though I never show a violent side or say mean words. I never take it too far but yet they still feed on others words. That my soulmate is married and in a process of divorce. That even though I'm known by everybody I still have to remain hidden until the family is pleased with divorce papers and the legal litigation. That everywhere I go its it's the same bullshit just different situations. Trying to make money off of my skills is my new sensation. Being in pain everyday, discrimination from doctors so I still feel the same way. Waiting for my lawyers to call and finally hear the day, that I have some money to finally heal my body the right way. I can get my brain looked at because it got hurt among the way. My body is my temple but I feel like a stole away. It's like I'm in a new body, figuring how it works day to day. Praying for God to continue to guide me.