I was abused as a child, and I was abused here

I was abused as a child. I thought I could survive that. Then, I was abused on campus at a fraternity house. I still think about killing myself every single day. I’ve only made it this far with the support of a few people in my life. And hearing other people’s stories on the Instagram page makes me feel less alone. I know I’m not suffering by myself. I know that they are surviving, so why can’t I? If they can continue to live and find happiness, so can I.