Where do I start. That is the question that I’m always asking myself
First off Im really happy to be a part of a community where I won’t feel alone.
My boyfriend found this forum for me a few years ago. I didn’t pay much attention. I browsed but never decided to submit my story. I felt that revisiting my past and opening old wounds that I felt were buried deep would crush me. Ive read many stories and I’ve finally got the courage introduce myself and tell my story
I was sexually abused from the ages of 4-7/8, by someone very close in my family. I was told to never say anything. And being a child I obeyed them. Now its 22 years later and I wish I would’ve said something. A part of me stills wants to say something I at least to my mom, but I don’t want to give her a nervous breakdown or even worse. During the past few months every single memory has flooded my mind, even new ones also. I recently been having nightmares of the same black and white dream that I’ve had when I was 4.
My life has been filled with nothing but secrets, lies, trusting issues and the list goes on. I’m scared to speak my mind afraid of being judged. I’m Afraid to speak up because I feel like I won’t be heard. I can’t even have a normal relationship with anyone. The one person who knew my story which is my boyfriend, I’ve lost his trust with lying to him and keeping secrets from him. He’s very supportive and now I feel alone again because he doesn’t want to be in a relationship with me anymore.
Making new friends is very hard for me, whenever I feel a relationship forming I distant myself. I feel as if I don’t even deserve the right to walk this earth and socialize amongst others. Being intimate is hard, I belive my libido is very low from my past. Having intercourse would hurt and I don’t know if it’s from what happened to me as a child or just the fact that it hurts at times.
But I’ve decided that enough is enough. Whenever I’m sad, stressed, depressed or even just have too much time on my hands to think about life, I find myself crying and really hating myself. I’m confused because I don’t know why it had to happen to me. Why do I have to live this life? I made peace with the individual who sexually abused me as a child, but I can’t seem to make peace with myself no matter how hard I try to. As a teen I would hurt myself to try get rid of the pain. Once that stopped working, I began having suicidal thoughts. That was atleast 10 years ago, and I still have them. I’m extremely embarrassed to even speak about them. Maybe I’m crazy. Which I really do believe that I am. Especially since my father has bipolar disease and also suffered from PTSD from being in the service.
I just want to make sense of what happened to me. I know the answers but are they the right ones? I want to know that what I’m feeling will soon pass. I just want to live a normal life, free from secrets, lying and trusting issues.
First off Im really happy to be a part of a community where I won’t feel alone.
My boyfriend found this forum for me a few years ago. I didn’t pay much attention. I browsed but never decided to submit my story. I felt that revisiting my past and opening old wounds that I felt were buried deep would crush me. Ive read many stories and I’ve finally got the courage introduce myself and tell my story
I was sexually abused from the ages of 4-7/8, by someone very close in my family. I was told to never say anything. And being a child I obeyed them. Now its 22 years later and I wish I would’ve said something. A part of me stills wants to say something I at least to my mom, but I don’t want to give her a nervous breakdown or even worse. During the past few months every single memory has flooded my mind, even new ones also. I recently been having nightmares of the same black and white dream that I’ve had when I was 4.
My life has been filled with nothing but secrets, lies, trusting issues and the list goes on. I’m scared to speak my mind afraid of being judged. I’m Afraid to speak up because I feel like I won’t be heard. I can’t even have a normal relationship with anyone. The one person who knew my story which is my boyfriend, I’ve lost his trust with lying to him and keeping secrets from him. He’s very supportive and now I feel alone again because he doesn’t want to be in a relationship with me anymore.
Making new friends is very hard for me, whenever I feel a relationship forming I distant myself. I feel as if I don’t even deserve the right to walk this earth and socialize amongst others. Being intimate is hard, I belive my libido is very low from my past. Having intercourse would hurt and I don’t know if it’s from what happened to me as a child or just the fact that it hurts at times.
But I’ve decided that enough is enough. Whenever I’m sad, stressed, depressed or even just have too much time on my hands to think about life, I find myself crying and really hating myself. I’m confused because I don’t know why it had to happen to me. Why do I have to live this life? I made peace with the individual who sexually abused me as a child, but I can’t seem to make peace with myself no matter how hard I try to. As a teen I would hurt myself to try get rid of the pain. Once that stopped working, I began having suicidal thoughts. That was atleast 10 years ago, and I still have them. I’m extremely embarrassed to even speak about them. Maybe I’m crazy. Which I really do believe that I am. Especially since my father has bipolar disease and also suffered from PTSD from being in the service.
I just want to make sense of what happened to me. I know the answers but are they the right ones? I want to know that what I’m feeling will soon pass. I just want to live a normal life, free from secrets, lying and trusting issues.