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    18 months ago

    Actually…

    When I was eight, the older brother of a kid on our street tried to force it up my ass dry.

    Pretty horrifying shit, but being able to joke about it now changes the dynamic. It gives me power now that it doesn’t have power over me.

    If I curled up into a ball and cried every time I was reminded of the experience, I would still be a victim.