Holy shit. Reading this book "speak", or rather glancing through it, remind me of that time when I was molested. It was..last year.. Last school year. Omg. i.. It must've been supressed or something. Omg. I was so scared at the time I couldn't yell.. Couldn't do anthing. i was paralyzed.. And I still wonder whetherr it was me fault. I mean, *he* said it msut have been for not saying anything, but he also didn't want to believe it because the person who did it was his friend..... But it was the goddamn truth. That... THAT was the final thing that pushed me over instability land. THAT was the true trigger. Shit..