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That's some of the most realest things you've posted
do you like all might ? (mha )
my hairy asshole is one of my favorite anime's of all time
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This is a special tool that'll help us later
how to grow the fuck up
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For sure
I was gonna add text but I feel like that's too extra
That's gonna look good up there
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So, I know that I've been gone a long while, but I would like to come forward with my story, specifically about being sa'd. It's not to put anyone down, but it's just to remind people that you are not at all alone ♡
So, my story starts at a very very young age, around 5-7. Im not sure where to start exactly, or how to explain the things that happened to me, so I'll start of blunt and get into details later. I was sa'd, physically abused, mentally abused and neglected. My cousin sa'd me and abused me physically and mentally, my grandfather abused me physically and mentally and neglected me, my mother neglected me and so did my grandmother, my father was not present and I was bullied my entire life and most of the relationships I've been in were heavily manipulative and abusive.
Now, some of my circumstances are very unique, specifically for how exactly I was sa'd. So, my cousin (C) would pester me with the same question: Can we go behind the bed and pull our pants down? My answer was no, but he would continue asking me until I said okay. I was not okay with it and he knew that. It was not consent, hell, I was in second grade, I couldn't consent if I tried. Now the reason he got away with it was because I was the older child, and "I should've known better" Age does not matter when it comes to sa. It doesn't cancel out, it doesn't determine who did what, it does not matter how old you are, victims are still victims and just because the victim may be older than the perpetrator, that does not mean that "they should have known better", it does not mean that their experience is invalid. Just because I was two years older than him, does not mean that I wanted it. It does not mean that I was the one who initiated it, nor does it mean that he is innocent. A case was opened up about it, but overall nothing happened and if I could go back and say yes to the restraining order, I would. He would hit me if I didn't go along with what he wanted and would constantly tell me that I'm useless, that no one wanted me, ect. He still tells me things like this to this day and when I retaliated, I was the one who got in trouble. Child-On-Child sa is still sa and I am genuinely so angry that I did not get any justice for what happened to me, hell, I was the one who got in trouble for telling my therapist what happened to me and getting them to open a case about it, which is extremely fucked up.
I might make another post going into the other things that happened to me, but I'm not sure. I might when I get comfortable with it. Remember, you are not alone and I hope this post can give other survivors of cocsa the courage to speak up about it. I'm sorry that this does not end with a happy ending, but hopefully one day we will all get our happy ending.
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God I haven't been on here in a while what's been happening
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DAVE FROM DAYSHIFT AT FREDDY'S EHEHEHEHEHEH
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I FOUND IT

WHAT IS THAT ONE PICTURE WITH THE LIL GUY RUNNING AROUND GOING FERAL I NEED IT RAHHHHHHHHHHHH
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WHAT IS THAT ONE PICTURE WITH THE LIL GUY RUNNING AROUND GOING FERAL I NEED IT RAHHHHHHHHHHHH
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Pisssss cricket
Should I draw it?
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Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.
If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals
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Me reading in between the lines when there aren't any lines:
#i feel terrible please laugh#Im always a burden I'm nothing but a burden#I want to make people happy but no matter what I do I can't#I hurt everyone I meet and I hate myself for it#I hate myself so so much
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I'll be honest, I'd rather write a five page fiction about Reece in Ireland during the Great Famine than wash the damn dishes. Yes, I know it'll take five minutes but those five minutes can eat my ass unless I have my gloves and even then it can still eat my ass >:(
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