saraemerald
Gold Member
Very personal stuff but I have to talk about it.
Starting in my late teens, I went from being a social butterfly in my congregation (I could only be friends with people in my then faith/cult/Jehovah's Witness) to full-blown PTSD symptoms. Muscles locking up, hard to breathe, anxiety, flight or fight. Anyways, around the same time and from then on, I found it difficult to hang out with friends and be physically close to them without having a hard time breathing and feeling very uncomfortable and nervous. It was at these times, that weird, unwanted sexual thoughts would pop into my head. Not full sentences either. More like "sex, her". Or I would be at work, I would consciously avoid looking at their genitals and try to stop thinking that I was consciously avoiding looking at them even though I wasn't looking at them in the first place. And just the word sex would automatically pop into my head with normal interactions people. And then I would get even more nervous and suddenly think "sex with them" or weird things like that. Because of this, I spent much of my time in my head trying to think of nice things, keeping busy, distracting myself, being as good as a Jehovah's Witness as I could be (which means devoting oneself to a very time and effort consuming religion that takes up much of one's life) praying, ect. I never told anyone about these thoughts. Doing all these things always made me feel so much better so I would keep trying to be as good of a person as I could everyday to distract myself from these thoughts.
And I was able to get to the point where they didn't bother me as much and I was able to laugh at them. I was in a much better place.
Anyways, I have always wondered what triggered them and where did they come from. When I was experiencing them, I would always tell myself, it's Ok. It's not you. It's because you were abused.
But I only remember physical and emotional abuse. Not sexual.
I was spanked until I wet my pants on a regular basis and my T says that can cross over into sexual abuse. And a few times when I was little, my dad prevented me from using the bathroom until I wet my pants.
But I don't remember ever any sexual abuse.
This has made me wonder because I have always felt messed up and somehow ruined sexually, like I have to fix my sexuality or I have to be as good of a person as I can and try to heal as much dysfunction inside me as I can in order to be Ok sexually. It's sucks
Starting in my late teens, I went from being a social butterfly in my congregation (I could only be friends with people in my then faith/cult/Jehovah's Witness) to full-blown PTSD symptoms. Muscles locking up, hard to breathe, anxiety, flight or fight. Anyways, around the same time and from then on, I found it difficult to hang out with friends and be physically close to them without having a hard time breathing and feeling very uncomfortable and nervous. It was at these times, that weird, unwanted sexual thoughts would pop into my head. Not full sentences either. More like "sex, her". Or I would be at work, I would consciously avoid looking at their genitals and try to stop thinking that I was consciously avoiding looking at them even though I wasn't looking at them in the first place. And just the word sex would automatically pop into my head with normal interactions people. And then I would get even more nervous and suddenly think "sex with them" or weird things like that. Because of this, I spent much of my time in my head trying to think of nice things, keeping busy, distracting myself, being as good as a Jehovah's Witness as I could be (which means devoting oneself to a very time and effort consuming religion that takes up much of one's life) praying, ect. I never told anyone about these thoughts. Doing all these things always made me feel so much better so I would keep trying to be as good of a person as I could everyday to distract myself from these thoughts.
And I was able to get to the point where they didn't bother me as much and I was able to laugh at them. I was in a much better place.
Anyways, I have always wondered what triggered them and where did they come from. When I was experiencing them, I would always tell myself, it's Ok. It's not you. It's because you were abused.
But I only remember physical and emotional abuse. Not sexual.
I was spanked until I wet my pants on a regular basis and my T says that can cross over into sexual abuse. And a few times when I was little, my dad prevented me from using the bathroom until I wet my pants.
But I don't remember ever any sexual abuse.
This has made me wonder because I have always felt messed up and somehow ruined sexually, like I have to fix my sexuality or I have to be as good of a person as I can and try to heal as much dysfunction inside me as I can in order to be Ok sexually. It's sucks