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This is a story about how not all abusing is just physical that it can be mental, I myself am I victim of a person who can't realize that she is a abuser and because of that she refuses to believe, she is in the wrong and I have realized I am no longer what she wants and I am no longer who she wants, this is a story of someone who refuses to believe their transphobic, homophobic and racist, I have promised myself I'll never be like her, I'll always find away to better myself.
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