lostforgottensoul
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I dont know if I read JL's diary before I should of or if its perfect timing. But i need to get this out of my head.
I identify with kidnap survivors, I watch shows and watch everything about the ones that's been in the media. I have never identified with CSA survivors and Ive never understood why, I wasnt technically kidnapped. I was isolated, my mom was in contempt of court, using me to tell my dad I hated him so he wouldnt proceed with court and he didnt and I never saw my family again for 8 yrs. He left me there. I begged him when I was 9 and 12 to take me and he left me there...he left me.
I never called my step dad "dad", i refused, i had a dad and i was punished for that but during our "gentle sex" times i would. "Am I doing it right, daddy?" And he said "Yes, that's my girl....that's daddy's girl"
I now read dad and daughter incest porn stories...to...masturbate to...that's sick!
I was punished if i didnt get a ritual right but when I finally got it right I was proud...proud? I was proud that i killed and animal correctly or f*cked a dog correctly or did oral sex on my mom correctly (which I hated very much but had to learn fast)...i was proud? What's wrong with me? How sick is that? I was proud when I did it all correctly, when I said the chants correctly, when i seduced enough men to bring home the right amount of money, pride....f*ck PRIDE!
Im so ashamed!
What am I feeling? PAIN? Pain for MY past? I want to push it down, I want to numb it, i want to cut but i cant...im sitting here kicking the foot think of my recliner...
Im so confused....so very confused. Ive never connected with my past like this...
When i was bad i was locked in a hall closet for 3 days at a time, no food, no water, i would go to the bathroom in a small corner and took a shirt off the hanger and cover it up and try so hard not to sit in it...but i was so thisty, i was 12 and i didnt know what to do.
On the 2nd day i couldnt stand how thirsty i was and on the shelve in the closet i found a small plastic thing, it was like a cap that went over something...and so...and ummm...I peed in it and drank it...i didnt know what else to do and the first time i did it i threw up but god i was thirsty so i made myself keep it down.
When i was let out i was made to "eat my mess" and so later times that i was locked in there, if try so hard to hold it until i couldnt and ended up going in my pants, maybe they wouldnt know..they did...
I recently wet the bed for the first time in my adult life and my step mom saw and laughed at me. :sorry:
Im trying so hard but i dont know how to get better. Will i ever be better? Im trying so very hard not to cry...i cant cry...im not suposed to cry...but its trying to force its way out and im trying to push it back in.
I.dont know why im posting this. I dont even know what im feeling.. i just wish people understood, i wish people would care....i wish someone would love me....
Im sorry...i dont know why im posting this...im sorry...
I identify with kidnap survivors, I watch shows and watch everything about the ones that's been in the media. I have never identified with CSA survivors and Ive never understood why, I wasnt technically kidnapped. I was isolated, my mom was in contempt of court, using me to tell my dad I hated him so he wouldnt proceed with court and he didnt and I never saw my family again for 8 yrs. He left me there. I begged him when I was 9 and 12 to take me and he left me there...he left me.
I never called my step dad "dad", i refused, i had a dad and i was punished for that but during our "gentle sex" times i would. "Am I doing it right, daddy?" And he said "Yes, that's my girl....that's daddy's girl"
I now read dad and daughter incest porn stories...to...masturbate to...that's sick!
I was punished if i didnt get a ritual right but when I finally got it right I was proud...proud? I was proud that i killed and animal correctly or f*cked a dog correctly or did oral sex on my mom correctly (which I hated very much but had to learn fast)...i was proud? What's wrong with me? How sick is that? I was proud when I did it all correctly, when I said the chants correctly, when i seduced enough men to bring home the right amount of money, pride....f*ck PRIDE!
Im so ashamed!
What am I feeling? PAIN? Pain for MY past? I want to push it down, I want to numb it, i want to cut but i cant...im sitting here kicking the foot think of my recliner...
Im so confused....so very confused. Ive never connected with my past like this...
When i was bad i was locked in a hall closet for 3 days at a time, no food, no water, i would go to the bathroom in a small corner and took a shirt off the hanger and cover it up and try so hard not to sit in it...but i was so thisty, i was 12 and i didnt know what to do.
On the 2nd day i couldnt stand how thirsty i was and on the shelve in the closet i found a small plastic thing, it was like a cap that went over something...and so...and ummm...I peed in it and drank it...i didnt know what else to do and the first time i did it i threw up but god i was thirsty so i made myself keep it down.
When i was let out i was made to "eat my mess" and so later times that i was locked in there, if try so hard to hold it until i couldnt and ended up going in my pants, maybe they wouldnt know..they did...
I recently wet the bed for the first time in my adult life and my step mom saw and laughed at me. :sorry:
Im trying so hard but i dont know how to get better. Will i ever be better? Im trying so very hard not to cry...i cant cry...im not suposed to cry...but its trying to force its way out and im trying to push it back in.
I.dont know why im posting this. I dont even know what im feeling.. i just wish people understood, i wish people would care....i wish someone would love me....
Im sorry...i dont know why im posting this...im sorry...
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