My friend stays away from me when she learned that I was abused. Its like I'm some kind of monster. She probably thinks I let it happen, she would be right. I was just a kid, I thought I deserved it. And I grew up thinking that. And now that I'm an adult, I still think that because people don't talk to me anymore. My friend stopped talking to me the night I got burned, the word jerk branded into my stomach. I called her upset, she felt that I upset her by calling her upset and she didn't need that, so she stopped talking to me. I told professionals, they said I did it to myself. If I could do it again I wouldn't have told anyone, because I think getting blamed for this is worse than having it happen to me. But now I'm alone, and I'm this monster, and I'm still in pain. Maybe I could have stopped it, but now I feel like I deserved it, my old friend must think so too
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