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“Mind control that uses torture turns the situations around and makes relief of pain, a reward. If a person is hurting you physically in an extreme and painful way, they say to you, "The pain will stop if you do what I tell you," which works to establish the type of disciplined response.”

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Book:Who Am I? Dissociative Identity Disorder Survivor
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