So, I get the call I am waiting for. My therpist told me to apply for disability for the PTSD from the rape and kidnapping I did this thinking, I am not sick, but she kept asking me to do it. Then when the doctor gave me 3 RX's, I justified it as lack of sleep. Now the call from the government. I really am sick. Not leaving the house, not being able to shower alone in the house, and sitting doing nothing all day, I still didn't think I was sick. But this confirmed my worse fear. He took my life and gave me a shell. Now what am I supposed to do? He just didn't abuse my body. He took my soul. How dare he!!! How dare he!!!
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