I get abused almost every day. Of every month in the year. I remember each and every time those men or my mother have touched me. Slapped me. Stabbed me. Burnt me. Punched me. Kicked me. Struck me with objects. Frying pan. Belt. Metal board. And I remember every time something was thrown at me. Pens. Books. Novels. Hangers. Knives. Plates. Forks. Spoons. Picture frames. Guitar. Paddle. Soccer...