Paul Merrifield
New Here
So, I was sexually abused as a child, repeatedly, by an older cousin. I carried this alone for 20 years.
2 months before I got married, I told my wife and my best man. I kinda exploded it all over the place being beligerently drunk and angry at the time. Not my best moment.
For the last two years I been trying to reach out to different people and very possibly in inappropriate ways. As with most of my life I find myself once again drowning in a sea of despair and loneliness.
Once upon a time when I began to feel like this I would hit a bar, go out with friends, start a fight do something exciting and fun, well I left my home town 8 years ago, my bluntness causes me to be unapproachable, so I haven't made any friends.
My best man and my now wife didn't know how to respond to that how could they? My best man lives across country now, and while my wife is a wonderful woman, she doesn't get in to deep intellectual conversation and thinking.
The only thing that can take your mind of of the shit that has happened. So I find myself in my off hours sitting in a box, watching the cats, drinking, smoking bud, and contemplating the universe in between torturing myself with my past.
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2 months before I got married, I told my wife and my best man. I kinda exploded it all over the place being beligerently drunk and angry at the time. Not my best moment.
For the last two years I been trying to reach out to different people and very possibly in inappropriate ways. As with most of my life I find myself once again drowning in a sea of despair and loneliness.
Once upon a time when I began to feel like this I would hit a bar, go out with friends, start a fight do something exciting and fun, well I left my home town 8 years ago, my bluntness causes me to be unapproachable, so I haven't made any friends.
My best man and my now wife didn't know how to respond to that how could they? My best man lives across country now, and while my wife is a wonderful woman, she doesn't get in to deep intellectual conversation and thinking.
The only thing that can take your mind of of the shit that has happened. So I find myself in my off hours sitting in a box, watching the cats, drinking, smoking bud, and contemplating the universe in between torturing myself with my past.
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