I was raped when I was 11 years old. My parents were out. We were playing chase with our 18 year old babysitter when he suddenly changed his mind and he told me to run and started closing the doors and locked my brother up.

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Although I recognised the mood had changed I didn't realise what was going on until it was too late. I wasn't able to give a name to what happened to me until last year. It took me forty years to do so.  Now I'm finally finding a voice for the anger and pain of my violation. I want to reclaim my body and mind and end the hijacking of my emotions that started so many years ago.

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I've come to this place to find a community to share and heal as I search to regain my inner beauty and calm.