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I need help. I still feel that hand around my throat. I feel suffocated and I can't breathe. I can't yell or talk I need help. I can still feel that arm around my waist and that hand high up my thigh I need help. I can still feel the mind games and I don't know what to believe I need help. I still feel the emotional game of guilt Aunt I keep coming back I need help. I still feel that voice cracking my heart till it shatters tearing into my mind to force me to trust the owner of that voice I need help. I still feel all those hands hear all those voices. hear all those words and I wanted to stop I need help everyday. I'm constantly reminded of what they did to me I remember what they did and now I have walls. they made me stronger but it doesn't excuse them for what they did help
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