Hello, I'm new to this site mainly on here due to my psychologist recommended it, from what I've seen it looks fairly good in the sense of advice.
The Start
I can see no way other to put this so forgive my bluntness my nan was a sexual sadist. From the age of 4-6 she would often enjoy inflicting pain mixed with sexual pleasure. It varied from being half drowned in the bathtub to sexual penetration same with pins going in places they shouldn't I'd say more but I hope that makes sense of what a sexual sadist is she got charged and sent to jail for a couple of years when I was 13 it was two weeks close to my birthday and my friends all wanted to go to a gig my mum highly disliked the idea but providing I answered my mobile and meet her out the front at 10pm it was ok it was an all age gig. I was dressed nicely not sexual at all decent length skirt shirt and a jumper with boots. Well some of my so called friends ended up making out with unknown men/boys by the time I got out of the bathroom due to my past I highly hated people touching me (hated hugs or general affection) unless I trusted them and I don't trust easily. My friend ran off on the group when this was happening I was worried for her and went looking I got told she went off into the park area and I started to panic wondering what the hell she is doing and if she is ok.
So I took it upon myself to look for her as my other friends were too "busy" it was fairly dark couldn't see much by the time I was in the park. I heard boots which I thought good that's my firend. But than they went silent it made the hairs on my neck stand up I went to go back the quickest way I knew and turned around my stomach just dropped this man standing in front of me giving this horrible ominous look. Well I think that's enough detail I got sexually assaulted and stabbed in my side just missing my liver and kidneys. I give credit to the emergency department being kind enough to only give me female nurses and doctors while I was in there recovering. I however from that point never really went out after that besides school became withdrawn I find that I hate women and men equally depending on the person I suppose. But it leaves me feeling useless that I don't have great social skills to make friends.. and still always makes me feel dirty wearing girly clothes.
How can you trust anyone? Once these people have completely shattered you.
This is why I'm scared of being a woman I'm scared that if I wear nice things feel happy and don't have a sign saying f*ck off glued to my head something bad Will happen. Not sure what but something that will put me back into that dark place I was for so many years . I'm only 22 and finally wanting to be comfortable in my own skin but its so hard :(
Any words of wisdom would be terrific thank you for taking the time to read this and sorry for my spelling I'm on my mobile
The Start
I can see no way other to put this so forgive my bluntness my nan was a sexual sadist. From the age of 4-6 she would often enjoy inflicting pain mixed with sexual pleasure. It varied from being half drowned in the bathtub to sexual penetration same with pins going in places they shouldn't I'd say more but I hope that makes sense of what a sexual sadist is she got charged and sent to jail for a couple of years when I was 13 it was two weeks close to my birthday and my friends all wanted to go to a gig my mum highly disliked the idea but providing I answered my mobile and meet her out the front at 10pm it was ok it was an all age gig. I was dressed nicely not sexual at all decent length skirt shirt and a jumper with boots. Well some of my so called friends ended up making out with unknown men/boys by the time I got out of the bathroom due to my past I highly hated people touching me (hated hugs or general affection) unless I trusted them and I don't trust easily. My friend ran off on the group when this was happening I was worried for her and went looking I got told she went off into the park area and I started to panic wondering what the hell she is doing and if she is ok.
So I took it upon myself to look for her as my other friends were too "busy" it was fairly dark couldn't see much by the time I was in the park. I heard boots which I thought good that's my firend. But than they went silent it made the hairs on my neck stand up I went to go back the quickest way I knew and turned around my stomach just dropped this man standing in front of me giving this horrible ominous look. Well I think that's enough detail I got sexually assaulted and stabbed in my side just missing my liver and kidneys. I give credit to the emergency department being kind enough to only give me female nurses and doctors while I was in there recovering. I however from that point never really went out after that besides school became withdrawn I find that I hate women and men equally depending on the person I suppose. But it leaves me feeling useless that I don't have great social skills to make friends.. and still always makes me feel dirty wearing girly clothes.
How can you trust anyone? Once these people have completely shattered you.
This is why I'm scared of being a woman I'm scared that if I wear nice things feel happy and don't have a sign saying f*ck off glued to my head something bad Will happen. Not sure what but something that will put me back into that dark place I was for so many years . I'm only 22 and finally wanting to be comfortable in my own skin but its so hard :(
Any words of wisdom would be terrific thank you for taking the time to read this and sorry for my spelling I'm on my mobile
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