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Bella Thorne Opens Up About Being Molested

Bella Thorne is no stranger to opening up about her private life, and that's precisely what she's done via a brave, new poem posted to her Instagram.

For the past week, Thorne has been teasing poems from her book, The Life of a Wannabe Mogul, and her latest is some of her most revealing and emotional work yet.

While exploring her insecurities and need for "validation from everyone but mostly men," Thorne wrote about grappling with the trauma of being a molestation survivor.

"All I want is him. I want him to hold me, I want him to love me, I want him to tell me it's ok, I want him to look me in the eyes and let me know I'm accepted," Thorne wrote, questioning why she feels the need to be in a relationship to be happy. "Why? Because I can't accept myself."

Thorne then goes on to wonder why she can't "just look for the next me," "find me, and accept me."

"Was it because I was molested my whole life," she continued. "Exposed to sex at such a young age it's all I know how to offer to the world...or is it because I was raised to think I wasn't good enough. Not good enough for her or anything else."

However, Thorne goes on to say that she doesn't blame "anyone" or her childhood for "what's happening to me right now," before mulling upon the realization that she needs to work toward loving herself, rather than trying to "find a cheat code" in the form of other people's love and approval.

"Right now I only hurt...but I'm not hurting for other people no I'm only hurting myself. By not loving me and by not accepting me," Thorne wrote, before adding, "Usually these free handed writing bits..they have an end, but I don't have an end. I'm still figuring it out as always."

She then asks if it's "ok to know what your end goal Is but absolutely no way or idea how to achieve it."

"It's probably not but I can only start by accepting it," Thorne concluded, alongside the hashtag #thelifeofawannabemogul. "This poem is about mommy and daddy and me and you."

Read Thorne's poem in its entirety, here.

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What is wrong with me? Why do I always need Validation from everyone but mostly men... Everyone keeps telling me to be single, be alone, and make your self happy. But All those things sound so fucking scary to me. all I want is him. I want him to hold me, I want him to love me, I want him to tell me it's ok, I want him to look me in the eyes and let me know I'm accepted. Why? Because I can't accept myself. For some reason in my head I'm just not fucking good enough. Not good enough for him or Her or anyone else. And if it's not him I just look for the "next" him, or her Why can't I just look for the next me? Find me and accept me. Was it because I was molested my whole life. Exposed to sex at such a young age it's all I know how to offer to the world...or is it because I was raised to think I wasn't good enough. Not good enough for her or anything else. But it doesn't matter what happened to me.. What matters is whats happening to me right now. I can't blame my childhood, in fact I can't blame anyone for anything. All I can do is blame me. I blame me for not loving myself. I blame me for not thinking I'm attractive, I blame me for putting this on everyone around me. Expecting people to love me enough for me to love myself. But at the end of the day that will never happen. Because the only way to get to your end goal is to work through it. Not around or above or try and find a cheat code so you don't have to hurt as much. You have to hurt in this world. Hurting, loving, and accepting. That's what our emotional world lays on. Right now I only have one of those things. Can you guess what it is? Hurting. Right now I only hurt...but I'm not hurting for other people no I'm only hurting myself. By not loving me and by not accepting me. Usually these free handed writing bits..they have an end, but I don't have an end. I'm still figuring it out as always. So is that ok? Is it ok to know what your end goal Is but absolutely no way or idea how to achieve it. It's probably not but I can only start by accepting it. This poem is about mommy and daddy and me and you ❤️ #thelifeofawannabemogul

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