Anger, betrayal, fear – everything mixed inside me into one knot. Why did my dad make me use this? Why was mom silent?

My boyfriend sat down next to me and gently wrapped his arms around my shoulders.

— We’ll fix this, do you hear? — he said quietly. — You’ll never use this again. I’ll find out everything.

But his gaze said more than words. There was concern… and something else. He clearly knew more than he was saying.