I had very bad sexual things happen to me when I was young. As I got older, I was very promiscuous, thinking that was what I was supposed to do. Now I am married and cannot have sex with my husband of 20 years. It scares me. It has been a year since we had sex. All I keep thinking about is how my dad raped me when I was a very little girl, and how those men raped me when I was 14.
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