Not With The Daddy Shit
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People wonder why victims take so much time to come foward, hoping to put an end to something so traumatic. Something so degrading. Something so uncomfortable. Something so evil and demonic. So many questions are going through the victims head. How can they understand, they don't know what I'm going through? What will they think of me? They won't believe me! I'm not strong enough! The human mind is a piece of work, isn't it? How can something so crucial be manipulated and used against other people? How can something so crucial retain so many memories, good and bad? How can something so crucial be the determining factor in who you become as a person? Brainwashing is a technique used to create a new order. To plant false seeds that you think will grow into trees, but turn out to be weeds that kill your entire crop. A technique used to involuntarily give control to someone who doesn't deserve control.
No, no, I wasn't brainwashed.
Someone else dug my grave, and I had no choice but to lie in it. This is my truth! This is my story!
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