When I was 2 years old was the first traumatic experience I can remember. I went outside and my father screamed at me to come back into the house and proceeded to beat me. At the age of 7 my father and brother got into a fight and the police had to get involved as I hid in my bedroom closet. 10 or 11 is the time me and my family went to Tennessee. My father was drunk and kept me locked in the hotel room. In order to not get hurt I slept in the bathroom tub. Age 13 was my first attempt, it was also the year I sliced every part of both my forearms. My father stopped hitting me for while but started agian when he was drunk and claimed it never happend the next day. I've been sexually harassed by my cousin and brother. I feel betrayed by one of my brothers who I am very close with because he sent me back to my hell.
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