I'm just really fed up with everything right now. Some horrible things happened to me this weekend, and no one will tell me what really went on. I don't remember anything. Marie took over again. She wont allow me to do anything on my own. For once i'd like to just feel the pain myself. I'd just like to know what happened to me. I look at myself, and see the bruises, I feel the injuries, the pain, but I dont know what happened. And no one wants to tell me. They want to "protect me" How is that protecting me? They say its better if I dont remember..but not knowing freaks me out. I have a right to know. I'm depressed beyond the point of help, and I'm slowly losing it. Someone talk to me. before I completely lose my mind..
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