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I've been told quite a bit now that I should start talking more about my abuse memories.  I have had to tell detectives about my abuse (almost a year ago), but other than that, I have not spoken about them at all.  Now when I try to speak about it to myself, I break down into tears and can't even get two words out.  I break down and start shaking.

So, I'll be trying to share all my abuse memories here as I couldn't find any forums that I'd want to post in.

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First Abuse

Where do I even start?  More of a... oh boy... can I do this, or even start talking about it?  Uhm, okay, I'm doing this... I guess.  Wish me luck!! 😬   When I was 7 years old, I lived in Texas (TX, USA) with my family (mother, her bf, sister, and soon-to-be born brother - son of her bf).    Referenced name for all of them: Mother - mom Sister - PJ Mom's Ex-husband (bf at the time in TX) - G Brother - I won't be talking about him at all, so I'll leave his


Celia in Abuse

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