Its still hard to accept the fact that I wasnt able to stop it from happening. I think that makes me the scariest, and the maddest. I thought I was a strong person, I never thought anything like this could happen to me. So maybe I wanted it, maybe I didnt fight enough, or maybe I didnt say I didnt want it enough? I should have been able to stop it. I should be able to put this past me, and should be able to forget about it. So why do I still blame myself and why cant I stop thinking about it?
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