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Nov 2017
last night i was told that if i was truly *****, i wouldnt be “dressing like a ****”.


after you are touched by another person, they leave an invisible trace in your mind and on your body. that is not your fault.

it takes roughly seven years for the cells in your body to replace themselves. the past year has been spent in a state of hate filled dysphoria, and i refuse to allow him to claim any more of that time. my cells are in a state of rebirth, and i am patient with them.

unlike most **** victims, i have begun to learn to love my body. it is not my body’s fault that it was too weak to push him off of it. my body did not ask him to **** it, it specifically told him not to.

in six years, i will have a body that he did not touch. i am still affected by what happened, but i have accepted that it is not my fault.
Written by
mildew  22/F/United States
(22/F/United States)   
   Shae, --- and Azrapse
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