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Agony… pain…shame. These are the words that describe my life. No matter how hard I fight against it, the memories control me, define my existence, my being. Every day, I wake up and tell myself that I am a good person, and did not deserve any of it. I was only a child. I fight it, but deep inside I know that my very soul is tainted… that I am unclean… and I cannot wash it away. I try so hard to be kind, and compassionate towards the feelings of other, but … I feel only shame at my existence… I am unworthy of love, respect or the compassion of other. I am not fit to exist. When will this agony end?

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