My story is about my nya she is my 4 year old little girl who was sexualy abused by a 12 little boy the systerm has failed to help me because of ther ages, they do have the proof that this did happen.My anxiey has come back full force and i am scared to let her out of my sight.It hasbecome my fulltime job to fight for my daughters rights as a victem I am my daughters voice. The stress and anxiety is starting to take over and i am scared. I cant shut down someone please give me strenth
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