It was my father who raped me. He did it for years. No one in my family believes me. My therapist believes me. Only my fiancee and a few friends believe me. I'm now back under my parents' roof (i have no where else to go). I can't move in with my fiancee till the end of June. It's tourture being here, being with him, being back in the house. My PTSD is kicking back up. I don't want to worry my fiancee, her PTSD about her own rape is particularly bad right now. I feel helpless and alone and I just don't know what to do.
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