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Anonymous, you are 100% not guilty for what was done to you. Your abuser is 100% guilty for what he did. You have every right to every thought and feeling that you have concerning your molestation. I fear it is a mistake that many of us make, thinking that our story isn’t as tragic as someone else’s story, so it must not be as bad, and I shouldn’t feel the way I do. And that’s just crap. It’s not a matter of degree. Abuse is abuse. You’ve found your voice and you’ve shared your story. Congratulations on taking an important first step. Please consider finding a therapist and working through your very real and 100% valid thoughts and feelings about your rape.
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