I was raped at twelve. I was in a lesbian relationship with someone who was a couple of years older and I trusted her with my life. We were at a sleepover

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I was raped at twelve. I was in a lesbian relationship with someone who was a couple of years older and I trusted her with my life. We were at a sleepover and she told me we would cuddle, except that’s not what happened, at the time I had no idea what happened but I now know that it was lesbian s**. The worst part, there were a bunch of friends over that watched and let it happen even as I told her that it made me uncomfortable. It happened on several occasions and now because of it I switch back and forth between not wanting anyone to touch me to wanting someone to use me as a sextoy because I feel so worthless due to it.

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