Sometimes these things happen. I know two people, who, every year, go through this on the anniversary of when abuse happened.

These are the thoughts of one of those people.

I CAN’T BREATH…
GET OFF OF ME
GET OFFFFFF OF ME I BEGGED
TO THE INTRUDER ABOVE ME
BLOCKING OFF MY AIR…
WHY ARE YOU CHOKING ME?
I GASPED…
I WAS ALMOST SPEECHLESS
FROM THE LACK OF AIR…FROM THIS MONSTER
LITERALLY TAKING ALL THE BREATH OF AIR…
MY OXYGEN…
AWAY FROM MY LUNGS…
I CAN’T B R E A T H !
WHAT DID I DO TO YOU?
I DON’T KNOW WHO YOU ARE
I DON’T REMEMBER
DID I DO SOMETHING TO THEM?
HOW CAN I BE A PROBLEM GOD,
IF I DON’T REMEMBER WHAT
I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO TELL…
GOD HELP ME PLEASE
IT’S SO DARK IN HERE GOD…
PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME ALONE…
I’M SO AFRAID
PLEASE TURN ON A LIGHT
I’M FRIGHTENED OF THE DARK
I CAN’T SEE THE MAN ABOVE ME
I CAN SMELL HIM
I FEEL THE WEIGHT ON ME
I CAN’T BREATH
HELP
ME
PLEASE
Signed by a survivor having flashbacks

The second survivor is still not realizing everything that happened to her, but at a young age, she was abused sexually. This person tends to blame herself for this; it was her mom's abusive boyfriend's nephew. She claims that she was "9 years old and just learning about sex." I have told her that it is abuse, and she is reacting to that as well as her mom's abusive boyfriend issue.