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In my years i kind of vividly remember sad things but I remember these ones the most... viewers discretion is advised
I remember I was on my couch in the other room being myself until my uncle walked in and grabbed my chest...I didn't know what to do besides bare with it after all I was I scared...I told my parent and she didn't do anything she didn't believe me and it happened again I was playing in the snow on my porch cause there was some snow and my uncle came and did the same thing I also didn't know what to do then besides scream for help or something and a few months weeks I can't remember some things but I went downstairs to my basement to see my sister and we talked and I told her about my situation and she told me that she also had went through kinda the same thing so then I think she said "a child shouldn't go through that" or something along those lines but then called my aunt and told her about it and that's where things went badly...my parent came and went downstairs to the basement and my sister and mom were fighting and arguing and I wanted to go upstairs to the main floor but I was stopped by both I was kinda crying and I needed to be comforted by someone and then well before I say anything people with emetophobia can scroll down
I threw up cause I was sad and sometimes that would happen but not as much and then more bad things kinda happened I was in my sisters bedroom and she was talking to me and said that she'd leave the house and I felt weak without someone to I guess Protect me and after a while she left and I just wanted to forget about this until the police came and I was scared but then I didn't know they were the police until I opened the door and they asked me some questions after that I can't remember somethings like I said but I remember being in that basement for 4 days it embarrassing to say that but I kinda enjoyed those 4 days, I did what I wanted without being criticized and ate a bit of what I wanted and i went to therapy for I think 9-12 months and after each session sometimes I got candy and got to play some games and when this happened when my parents were getting divorced and after that I can't remember a lot but to this day my parent threatens to put me back into therapy if I'm sad or something but the thing is I don't really wanna go back to therapy no matter how good it was
I feel stupid for making a post like this but now I don't know anymore but to brighten the mood I'll share some songs I like and recommend

There's more but I don't wanna bore you and if you were uncomfortable reading what I typed it's fine just don't really as much of big deal out of it
Bye

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