My life has been one long traumatic event that seems to be never-ending. My father began sexually abusing me when I was 4. My earliest memories are of him touching me, making me touch him, and doing other things. He would bring home guys and watch them with me. He would invite the teenage boy from upstairs down, and tell him what to do with me. That continued until I was 7 when my mother died. My dad used to beat her so bad. I would try to stop him, I would put myself in the way. I... Sexual Abuse And The Sociopath...
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