I was five years old when he raped me.

Now that may sound like a shock to some of you to know that I was sexually abused.

And this entire episode is going to be an episode where I share openly about this experience,

about the trauma that it faced, how I learned how to heal from trauma, and how all men and

women can explore this more, whether this has happened to you, whether this has happened

to a friend of yours, or whether this is happening to someone that you don't even know what's

happening to or happen to, and how you can address it and look for the signs for the

people you love in your life.

Again, I was five years old when he raped me.

The only other memories I had before that vivid experience was my first day at kindergarten,

where I was coloring in an outline of Clifford the Big Red Dog.

The other memory that I have was taking brownies to preschool for classmates on one of my

birthdays.

And what I experienced after one school day with the teenage son of my baby center, I

will never forget.

Now I don't have any other memories before this of my older brother Chris playing his

violin, my dad throwing me in the air or playing catch with me, or my mom holding me as

I cry to sleep.

I don't have any other memories.

And in fact, my first sexual experience was with an older man that I didn't know at

five years old.

I wish I'd remember the moments of me playing with my older siblings.

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