I was abused by my sister when I was 12/13, something which I had put in the back of my mind, because at that time I didnt know it was wrong, although there had to be a reason why I didnt like women to hug me and get close, I only found out about that when I was 50 and I am 58 now and have come to terms with it and can talk about it, also I was married to a very abuse man who subjected me to physical, mental and emotional abuse and rape and yet again I have bounced back and now am a Life Coach and a online Mentor and help others in the same situation because I can relate.
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