My real dad abused me for 8 years. Sexually. I'm still not over it. I lock myself in my bedroom at home, and sleep with a sharp object under my pillow.Recently, my model dad, the father figure that I aspire find in somebody someday, tried to do the same. Fortunately I was able to run away. He is also family.I do not know how to face Christmas time. I come from a very close family who celebrate these occasions together. I dreaded the arrival of -ber months, because that means I will soon have to go home and face these people.Honestly, that's what I think about when i think about going home.I always want to die, sometimes., 2010, Bio, CAS
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Univeristy Confessions 2
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