Abuse by Its Real Name

With all the discussion on rape in news now I have been thinking about the my memories about being  sexually abused when I was a boy.
I wanted to be like other people so badly growing up that I had a hard time coming face to face with those painful places down in side of me. With all the talk about rape I changed how I defined how I defined my abuse. I decided to think of it has rape. That change Has helped to clear up my insides. That surprised me. I guess I thought that the harsher term of rape would make thing hurt more. It didn’t. Instead I felt that I was finally calling it by it’s right name so I knew I was looking those awful memories with my eyes wide open.

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