My name is Christina, I'm 27 years old. I was molested at the age of 4 by my 16 year old cousin who was living with my family for a while.
Over the years I guess I suppressed the memory until I started having nightmares about it starting at the age of 8. I was very depressed for most of my childhood. Felt like the odd ball of the family. It sickened me, especially since we would visit every so often and I would have to sleep in the same house of him and pretend everything was okay. The last time I saw him was when I was 15. Seeing him, happy and married made me feel so disgusted.
I finally told my parents about it when I was 18 but they did nothing about it. My mom claimed that I told them once he touched my private area but when they questioned him he said my pants were wet and he wanted to make sure I didn't lee my pants. The crazy thing is I told them I didn't remember that. All I remembered was him teaching me how to French kiss at 4yrs old. It made me so angry that I tried telling them when it happened but because he was 16 and so much older than me, they took his word for it.
I struggled with my self confidence and self image my whole life. Been in and out of relationships I shouldn't have been in. On December 17th, 2013, I was raped by an ex boyfriend. I tried telling my boyfriend at the time and my best friend but neither one of them believed me because of who he was. And when I told my mother she called me stupid for going there in the first place. Since the 3 people who meant more to me than anyone at the time didn't believe me, how could I possibly go to the cops? I was quiet about it. My relationship fell apart with all 3 of them.
1 year later on the anniversary, I was so beat up about it and my dad came home and saw what a mess I was. He immediately made an appointment for me to see the priest at his church. I met with him, told him my story and he got me in touch with WomanSpace. I regret not following through with my counseling. Well, last year I was so out of it that I quit my job and told my primary doc what happened and started seeing a therapist. I was put on Zoloft which helped for a while but stopped.
I get these crazy anxiety attacks and mood swings. I get angry so fast and cry all of the time. These two major events that happened destroyed whatever innocence I had left in me and turned my world upside down. I don't even know who I am anymore and half of the time I don't even want to be in this world anymore. It's not that I don't want to live, I do. I just don't want to feel this overbearing hurt and pain anymore. I feel like nothing works anymore no matter how hard I try
Over the years I guess I suppressed the memory until I started having nightmares about it starting at the age of 8. I was very depressed for most of my childhood. Felt like the odd ball of the family. It sickened me, especially since we would visit every so often and I would have to sleep in the same house of him and pretend everything was okay. The last time I saw him was when I was 15. Seeing him, happy and married made me feel so disgusted.
I finally told my parents about it when I was 18 but they did nothing about it. My mom claimed that I told them once he touched my private area but when they questioned him he said my pants were wet and he wanted to make sure I didn't lee my pants. The crazy thing is I told them I didn't remember that. All I remembered was him teaching me how to French kiss at 4yrs old. It made me so angry that I tried telling them when it happened but because he was 16 and so much older than me, they took his word for it.
I struggled with my self confidence and self image my whole life. Been in and out of relationships I shouldn't have been in. On December 17th, 2013, I was raped by an ex boyfriend. I tried telling my boyfriend at the time and my best friend but neither one of them believed me because of who he was. And when I told my mother she called me stupid for going there in the first place. Since the 3 people who meant more to me than anyone at the time didn't believe me, how could I possibly go to the cops? I was quiet about it. My relationship fell apart with all 3 of them.
1 year later on the anniversary, I was so beat up about it and my dad came home and saw what a mess I was. He immediately made an appointment for me to see the priest at his church. I met with him, told him my story and he got me in touch with WomanSpace. I regret not following through with my counseling. Well, last year I was so out of it that I quit my job and told my primary doc what happened and started seeing a therapist. I was put on Zoloft which helped for a while but stopped.
I get these crazy anxiety attacks and mood swings. I get angry so fast and cry all of the time. These two major events that happened destroyed whatever innocence I had left in me and turned my world upside down. I don't even know who I am anymore and half of the time I don't even want to be in this world anymore. It's not that I don't want to live, I do. I just don't want to feel this overbearing hurt and pain anymore. I feel like nothing works anymore no matter how hard I try
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