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Wednesday, May 09, 2007

Was it molesting?

My brother didn't exactly molest me... He took off his pants
around me and paraded around with a long white thing. He put my hand to
it. He touched my butt. He pinched my butt. He ran upstairs and got
naked. He would hug me close. He would come in my room and refuse to
leave. He also went through the stuff in my bathroom, and I am not sure why.
Is that molesting me? IS THAT MOLESTING ME? Because I don't know what
to call it. I just say my brother molested me.

I thought originally that finally I had something that would make me
have power over him: to hold this over his head if he tried to hurt me. I
hoped he didn't realize that nothing would happen to him if I told.

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I am an attention seeker

I hate not being noticed. It makes me feel like I don't
exist. I've done a lot of insane things for attention. I spend a great deal
of my time plotting ways to draw more attention to myself. I cut my
hair into an extreme style; only a few people noticed. I am still trying
to figure out ways to get people to notice me. But I really only do it
because I don't have any close relationships outside of my immediate
family. I wish someone would care. I've always wanted a best friend,
someone who I'm close to and who is close to me. I've never had one. I'm too
socially impaired. A good analogy would be this: when you're starving
to death you're willing to eat anything. When you're starving for
someone caring if you live or die, you get desperate for someone to give you
some attention. I know I'm pathetic. I hate myself.

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