Rehab 2
Trigger warning!!
The three remaining fellows shared their stories as well.
"I grew up in a rich household where all I ever had was money and a lot of free time on my hands. To the outside world, I was the luckiest child to be born into such wealth. What the world knew nothing about were my father's habits.
He ensured that I was the best in every field. If I slipped by even a single mark, I would have hell for it. My dad used to be a smoker. For every mistake I made, he would use my body as the ashtray. Of course, he ensured that his target areas were where others couldn't easily see.
I was in pain most of the nights from the burn marks. It started when I was only six years old and continued until I was twelve. One year went by without my father touching me. For that year, I thought that I could finally live a normal life and let my guard down.