I had this thing happen to me when I was six, that is the closest I shall come to voicing it, until I find a therapist, I'm sure.
I believe that if I could tell people what happened to me, it would explain alot about me, but I won't say a word.
I have told one person though, someone who I thought was my best friend for 9 years, but I believe was too much of a coward to know what real friendship really is.
After I told him, he didn't speak to me for a week, like he was punishing me for burdening him.
We no longer speak, not because if that, there were alot of other factors involved. The friendship was very one sided, I was always there for him, he didn't reciprocate.
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