Help needed

A page of my mind is missing. Several pages. A whole chapter. It feels like they've flicked it open and torn out page after page. They're trying to rewrite it. They're trying to control my story. They've made me forget the parts I most want to remember.  

I know the pages are somewhere - filled with all the things they want to hide and all the memories they've crumpled up and hidden. But I can't find them. I want to tell you my story, but I can't find the best bits.

They're not the best bits because they're scary, or shocking, or unbelievably cruel - although they might be all those things - they're the best bits because they are true.  I want to tell you my story, but the only story I've learned to tell is theirs.

So I'm asking for your help.  I want to find the missing pages before it's too late - the bits that are true and honest.  The bits that are me.