Where do the lies end and the healing begin?


After I was raped, I had the hardest time calling it what it was. Every time I would look something up or try to figure out what was going on (by myself), I realized it was all in my head. It must have been true if it was on the internet and people told me not to tell them it was a possibility. It must be one of those things that don’t really happen. Eight years later, I know it was rape… they were wrong for telling me otherwise!

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