What happend to me

I still try and for get what happend, I can’t seem too. I was 6 when a friend of our malested me. I try and for get it but with just remembering it of my of 2013, and going to court it’s kinda hard to. I have good days and I have bad day. My patents split up because my dad started drinking. And all the strees just gets to me. And sometimes the only place I feel I have control is with the blade but I have been clean sences November of last year still struggling tho but how isn’t

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