I Am A Statistic
- An estimated 60 percent of teen girls’ first pregnancies are preceded by experiences of molestation, rape, or attempted rape. In one study, between 30 and 44 percent of teen mothers were victims of rape or attempted rape. Up to 20 percent of girls become pregnant as the direct result of rape. Source
- In the United States, one of every ten births involves a teen mother. Source
- The children of addicts are 8 times more likely to develop an addiction. Source
- Losing a parent to suicide makes children more likely to die by suicide themselves and increases their risk of developing a range of major psychiatric disorders, according to a study led by Johns Hopkins Children’s Center that is believed to be the largest one to date on the subject. Source
- On average, a woman will leave an abusive relationship seven times before she leaves for good. Source
I am a statistic.
I can be categorized.
These things have made me what I am.
Today…
I am broken,
Shattered even.
I am missing pieces of myself.
I have lost control a time or two,
Maybe more times than that.
I have pushed away anything
Everything
That looked promising
That was good for me.
Out of fear,
Out of love.
I have been consumed
By my demons.
I have given up
More times than I can count.
I have Lied,
Cried,
Tried to move further down the road.
Sabotaged myself
Over and over again.
Picked myself up
After falling.
Dried myself off
After drowning.
Took a new breath
After suffocating myself.
I am a statistic.
My chances of making it past my past were slim.
Memories of it still haunt me.
Taunt me.
Fuck with my head.
BUT…
I am resilient.
I am stronger than I thought I was.
I am still here,
When statistics said I could’ve been dead.
I still live.
I still try to love.
I am holding onto hope
And wishes that may never come true.
I will still wish
And hope
And dream.
If dreaming is all that I have.
I am still lost,
But I am searching.
And someday,
When I find the right path,
I will find my way.
I am a statistic,
That made it to see another day…