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I don’t know what’s wrong with me. Or if there is anything wrong with me at all.
I see things out of the corner of my eye. I know they’re not there but I get really scared sometimes. These aren’t just flashes of movement. They’re people or animals or a mix of both. They’re pretty detailed.
I also hear voices. On occasion they’re loud, like someone is talking to me, but usually they’re like thoughts. They’re not my thoughts. Some of them come from someone I call Charlotte. She’s usually a downer. Bad feelings come from her and this other girl that doesn’t have a name. The other girl can’t talk. She’s blindfolded and t****** to protect me from her.
Others come from Erika. She’s everything I want to be. Beautiful, confident, happy, and secure. She’s the one telling me to be positive. She’s one of the good guys. Then there’s Caroline. She is pretty hot-headed and swears a lot. But she’s on my side, too.
The voices don’t interfere with my life.
I don’t feel like I know who I am. Like I’m not a whole person.
Help?

New Confession

So, one time I told my mom that I wanna buy a lollipop, I was 17 that time. My step brother then asked if he could come my mom and I agreed. Me and my step brother let’s just call him Daniel. Daniel the both of went out to buy. We bought a few things lollies and he said he wanted a beer, so I bought one for him. But on the way home walking he asked saying “I have a lollipop why would you buy one?” I looked confused. But I just said I like the strawberry flavored more. he then asked if we could go somewhere for awhile, I agreed cuz’ why not, The house is boring anyway. We went to this secluded area it’s dim but not to dark. No person is walking at that time because it’s night a bit late. We sat down on the bench right beside each other. around probably 5 minutes passed, he took my hand and hovered at top of his “DIH’ it was hard, very hard. my hand is not inside yet. He spoke “you make me this hard everyday.” mind you he was 22 at that time. I sat down still, I didn’t move one bit and just let him do what he wants to. then, he puts my hand inside and helped me stroke his “Dih” I stroked it, he started moaning softly minutes passed like that, he spoke after “Can you s*** for me?” I nodded, because what can I do? I sucked his dih and he exploded on my mouth. I thought it was done and he told me to swallow so I did. after that we didn’t tell mom nor dad it’s our little secret. that was 6 months ago, and now we both sometimes do it when we are alone.

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