So hey, I'm a girl (surprise), and I have PTSD, a depression, anxiety and I'm anorexic, too. (All though I weigh too much to get the diagnostic.)

I call myself DK (Daring Knowledge), so if you see "xoxo DK" written anywhere, well, then you know why.

I wasn't sure, what I should tell, but now you get the hole truth:
My ex raped me, when we were together (end of december 2012 until the end of april 2013). My friend tried to rape me (october or november 2013) My life is sometimes only depressing, and I have no idea how to go on, but somehow I'm still here. I've been through so much - it's too much. I'm trying my best, and I'm still breathing; my heart's still beating.