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"The tears that heal are also the tears that scald and scourge." Stephen King, The Shinning.
I am not sure how to do this, there's probably not a right way. But here i go:
I will start with the thing most recent, happended a week or so ago, its sort of f*cked me up.
It is the less of the others, but right now I just need to have it not effect me. It wasn't as bad as the others, but part of me wonders if I am just saying that so I don't have another memory brought with me another memory that shoots in my head as someone touches me with out asking as I flinch and disassociate.
I broke it off with the people I were making out with. It was going so well. But I got molested, it almost seems to say like again. But I told you that I didn't want sex, I told you, you said you understood that, you could handle it that you have worked things out. You whispers before I went to sleep that you were planning on having me love you again. I told you that cuddling would be nice, in a platonic nonsexual way. I am ashamed that I trusted you again and I can't even trust some of my friends to be touched by. I feel like there is this thing that people see that they know that I have been raped. You whispered, that you liked my body. Why did I trust your words. Talking to you you said you didn't know. I told you explicitly that I didn't want to be touched like that.
I can't handle people who I am not attracted sexually to touch me sexually in my sleep. I f*cks with my head too much.
That just ruined me for a minute. I just need to not be molested or raped for a while. So I called things off with the relationships that were working. I just need to recuperate and rebuild my self esteem and self worth.
I am not sure how to do this, there's probably not a right way. But here i go:
- Grandfather raping me for years, molested in my sleep
- my father killing my best friend my cat todd by throughing it on my face and breaking my nose
- witnessing my father through my sister down the stairs and locking us in the basement
- my father sexualizing me
- my stepmother waking me up every morning for two months with buckets of cold water and verbal and physical abuse
- my father breaking down the door, cops were called my bruises were not developed yet, 8 of them told my father how to legally beat me and which objects
- my step mother throughing objects at me and saying nothing ever happened.
- general physical abuse, neglect and physiological trauma from my father, and step mother
- witnessing my father beat my sister
- the night that my mother barricaded us in basement after a fight they had
- being locked in the basement, isolation
- being in a sexually violent and domestic violent relationship for 4 years
- medicing and being beat up by male cops, I didn't beat you to the ground "I don't beat women unless the deserve it"
- being in another abusive sexual relationship
- being molested recently in my sleep, with the person totally knowing I didn't want anything sexual
I will start with the thing most recent, happended a week or so ago, its sort of f*cked me up.
It is the less of the others, but right now I just need to have it not effect me. It wasn't as bad as the others, but part of me wonders if I am just saying that so I don't have another memory brought with me another memory that shoots in my head as someone touches me with out asking as I flinch and disassociate.
I broke it off with the people I were making out with. It was going so well. But I got molested, it almost seems to say like again. But I told you that I didn't want sex, I told you, you said you understood that, you could handle it that you have worked things out. You whispers before I went to sleep that you were planning on having me love you again. I told you that cuddling would be nice, in a platonic nonsexual way. I am ashamed that I trusted you again and I can't even trust some of my friends to be touched by. I feel like there is this thing that people see that they know that I have been raped. You whispered, that you liked my body. Why did I trust your words. Talking to you you said you didn't know. I told you explicitly that I didn't want to be touched like that.
I can't handle people who I am not attracted sexually to touch me sexually in my sleep. I f*cks with my head too much.
That just ruined me for a minute. I just need to not be molested or raped for a while. So I called things off with the relationships that were working. I just need to recuperate and rebuild my self esteem and self worth.
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