So...I was walking through the town I live in, the other day...and a car stopped in the middle of the street I was walking on. I looked at the driver and it was the person who was sexually abusing me when I was little.. I automatically froze, and he was just staring at me. I couldn't move or say anything. Then he started laughing and drove off. It stood there for a few more minutes, then I walked home. I haven't even set foot outside of my house since then... Ever since I saw him my depression has worsened, and i've just been falling apart. What am I supposed to do? :/
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His sick, twisted mind, was in control. I was the puppet, and he was the master...
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