Bones drove me to my darkest moments.
I texted him and we had an hour long phone call, where for the first time ever, I addressed him groping my boobs.
I'm ashamed I let me being afraid of this tipper and model's influence scare me from ever saying something publicly, before now, in fear that no one would believe me.
Bones was physically blocking the door from being opened.
The way I was able to heal, despite him still being around on the platform I used, was convincing myself I was the weak one; that for some reason this likely just would happen to me.