The Last Victim Chapter 36
I opened my eyes I found myself in the hospital with a 30 cm vertical cut in my stomach, nervous breakdown and a broken jaw. I didn't know what happened or how I got there. I don't remember, memories and flashbacks just attack me every now and then, but I never had a complete picture of what really happened. I wasn't able to eat anything except liquids for months. Months of therapy and hospitals. I had many rectal problems it was painful and embarrassing. I was not successful in any relationship with a woman or a man. I was not me anymore I didn't know who I am. Maybe I will meet you another time and tell you about the healing process I'm going through. They've told me that talking helps, it actually never helped but I'm still talking and maybe one day it will help. My father has been and still there always for me. I can say I have a strong support system of family and friends. My father has been through therapy for sometime too. The pressure was too much for him. he is now happily remarried to very nice and compassionate lady.
David and Anette were arrested. The judge decided that David is not fit for trial. After all what he did to me they simply declare that he is insane! Instead of being punished he is going through psychological treatment! His parents came to me and apologized for what he has done. They were ashamed and in pain. I trust no one, even the slightest touch from any person makes me go bonkers. Sometimes I'm angry, other times I'm happy. I have no control over my feelings or appetite.
Two years after that, I still feel that my life is shattered and living with the hope that may be one day I become the person I once used to be.
David and Anette were arrested. The judge decided that David is not fit for trial. After all what he did to me they simply declare that he is insane! Instead of being punished he is going through psychological treatment! His parents came to me and apologized for what he has done. They were ashamed and in pain. I trust no one, even the slightest touch from any person makes me go bonkers. Sometimes I'm angry, other times I'm happy. I have no control over my feelings or appetite.
Two years after that, I still feel that my life is shattered and living with the hope that may be one day I become the person I once used to be.
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