Zurrealx98
Bronze Member
Long post ahead:
While I do have some memories of sexual abuse, I'm still in the process of trying to figure out if they were real or not. I have made several other posts about this and I'm really thankful for all of the kindness I've encountered here.
Anyways, let me get to the breadth of the matter. I began masturbating at a very young age. Maybe around 5. I am aware that masturbation is very normal behavior for children, but what concerns me is the way that I did this. For starters, I always did this by thrusting and rubbing my area against chairs/tables/arm rests. Maybe that could be explained through accidental discovery. I'm not sure. But what is more strange to me is the fact that I used to lock the door and tie myself up before I masturbated. I would also look up pictures and videos of people being tied up and masturbate while watching. I would masturbate several times a week (maybe even daily) for years, and although I did not know what I was doing I felt extremely guilty about it. It was to the point of tears and thinking that I was crazy and going to go to hell. This only worsened once I realized what I was doing when I got older. No one ever caught me doing it because I never used my hands and knew how to hide it, but I did it in public too. I remember once siting in my second grade class and imagining a long, round object pushing back and forth into my teachers crotch. This was very arousing to me and I have no idea how I knew this.
I would also try to play games with other kids (both my age and a few years either which way) which involved tying each other up and then afterwards I would go to the bathroom and masturbate.
I wonder if the abuse maybe involved the abuser tying me up and doing things.
When I was a kid, I used to have a lot of dreams of adults that I liked (teachers, friends parents, etc) kidnapping me and I would wake up wet down there. Recently these dreams have been coming back. I am still a child, except now I am naked in the dreams and am being touched.
Somehow after any dreams or masturbating, I knew to go and wipe everything off of my underwear and body with toilet paper so my mom wouldn't see when she did my laundry.
This kind of stuff was very physically arousing to me, but very emotionally distressing. I remember one time, we visited some family in San Diego and went to the beach. I didn't want to leave so my uncle made a joke about tying my ankles to the dock if I wanted to stay that bad. I don't remember exactly what he did, but I think he pretended to tie my ankles to this wooden post. I was extremely distraught by this for years and I have no idea why. I mean I was old enough to know he was joking but this really embarrassed and upset me. I wonder if this subconsciously reminded me of something that happened which was why I was so upset. I remember when I learned the word for sex and what rape was (maybe when I was like 11) I would have this reoccurring thought. "What if I got raped and don't know and now I'm pregnant." This was before any memories started popping up. I just feel like maybe that was my subconscious telling me about the abuse.
Thanks for reading this long ass post. Any input would be appreciated.
While I do have some memories of sexual abuse, I'm still in the process of trying to figure out if they were real or not. I have made several other posts about this and I'm really thankful for all of the kindness I've encountered here.
Anyways, let me get to the breadth of the matter. I began masturbating at a very young age. Maybe around 5. I am aware that masturbation is very normal behavior for children, but what concerns me is the way that I did this. For starters, I always did this by thrusting and rubbing my area against chairs/tables/arm rests. Maybe that could be explained through accidental discovery. I'm not sure. But what is more strange to me is the fact that I used to lock the door and tie myself up before I masturbated. I would also look up pictures and videos of people being tied up and masturbate while watching. I would masturbate several times a week (maybe even daily) for years, and although I did not know what I was doing I felt extremely guilty about it. It was to the point of tears and thinking that I was crazy and going to go to hell. This only worsened once I realized what I was doing when I got older. No one ever caught me doing it because I never used my hands and knew how to hide it, but I did it in public too. I remember once siting in my second grade class and imagining a long, round object pushing back and forth into my teachers crotch. This was very arousing to me and I have no idea how I knew this.
I would also try to play games with other kids (both my age and a few years either which way) which involved tying each other up and then afterwards I would go to the bathroom and masturbate.
I wonder if the abuse maybe involved the abuser tying me up and doing things.
When I was a kid, I used to have a lot of dreams of adults that I liked (teachers, friends parents, etc) kidnapping me and I would wake up wet down there. Recently these dreams have been coming back. I am still a child, except now I am naked in the dreams and am being touched.
Somehow after any dreams or masturbating, I knew to go and wipe everything off of my underwear and body with toilet paper so my mom wouldn't see when she did my laundry.
This kind of stuff was very physically arousing to me, but very emotionally distressing. I remember one time, we visited some family in San Diego and went to the beach. I didn't want to leave so my uncle made a joke about tying my ankles to the dock if I wanted to stay that bad. I don't remember exactly what he did, but I think he pretended to tie my ankles to this wooden post. I was extremely distraught by this for years and I have no idea why. I mean I was old enough to know he was joking but this really embarrassed and upset me. I wonder if this subconsciously reminded me of something that happened which was why I was so upset. I remember when I learned the word for sex and what rape was (maybe when I was like 11) I would have this reoccurring thought. "What if I got raped and don't know and now I'm pregnant." This was before any memories started popping up. I just feel like maybe that was my subconscious telling me about the abuse.
Thanks for reading this long ass post. Any input would be appreciated.