so an event happened on monday-- i wrote about it in my journal. I've been toying with it for about a week now. My friend, a male, was raped when he was younger. which sort of happened to me. i was 14 and he was 5. but for the first time i had someone sitting right next to me that understood. Most of the time when i tell people they either act like it happens all the time or that they are so shocked but he just smiled and asked how old i was and then said that he had a fear of blow jobs. i thought he was kidding actually. so i laughed then looked at his face and was like oh wow. you know i was so shocked. he says that you never really forget. we talked about the depression and stuff. He was like "people get depressed for the most stupid reasons, like getting a B on a paper. Then there are people some people who really deserve to be depressed." What do yall think?
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