Sometimes people's stories are not full of rainbows, puppies and candy-canes. Sometimes, they are darker than the blackest hole, and more frightening than one can imagine. They can hide their stories, say that it happened to a "friend" because they are too afraid to say that it actually happened to them. I know I have been, and I still am.
Tomorrow, I will post my factual story on here. It isn't a nice one. It's not about the day I got a puppy, or the time I went trick-or-treating. It's a painful memory which haunts me, and I will carry the scars with me for the rest of my life. I am frightened to post it, but I think that for me, it could be a step in a more positive direction.
I ask you to please don't judge me. My story is more complicated than you can imagine, and you're only getting a glimpse into what it's like to be me.
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