Took something from me

You took something from me. Not anything that hasn't been taken before but for some reason, it was worse this time. Maybe because I promised myself I would never let it happen again and then when it did I froze just like the first time or maybe because I really thought you cared about more than just my body. But you took something from me. You took my ability to trust that people will hear me and listen when I say no. I'm not comfortable in my own skin and I feel disgusting every time I think about what you did. I tense up when people try to hug me. You took my ability to allow people to touch me, my ability to be physically intimate with another person. And now, now there is someone that I really like that I so badly want to be intimate with but I can't because all I can think about is what you did to me. What you took from me is not something that hasn't been taken before but it hurt worse when you took it because I thought you cared about me... I guess I was wrong.