Wanting to text. Came here instead. I feel scared. Sobbing head bent in the shower, half sick and crazy. Kept telling myself I was safe then saying, "why can't I remember?" Just know it was dark. It was bad. Naked and I cannot get clean. There is not enough soap. FB or blurred memories unsure of what is real or not. Mark and the 80 yr old pedophile. Want to share. To connect when I'm feeling so disconnected. Not sure where the safe outlet is. Too much to risk? Live or die.

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