Therapy was hard today. I didn t fully space out like before, but she did remind me to breathe deeply... "He s hurting me. I try to get away but he crawls up on the bed." "Breathe Mel, take a deep breath." "He s crushing me. Holding me down. Kissing me. I must be bleeding.. There s no way...." My breath is shallow, my head buzzing. He voice breaks in and I take a slow deep breath that pulls me back from the edge. I can t stop now. Gotta get it out. "Where are you now Mel?" "Trying to... Things Said...
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