I thought i was hurting my rapist in my memories the other night instead i was hurting myself! I thought the men that gang raped me were with me again the other night feeling them on top of me over and over in my thoughts and wanting them off of me i thought it was them I was physically doing something to instead I was cutting my own breast and ended up with 24 stitches in it. Does the horror of that night ever go away?
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