I was raped when I was 7 years old, and im so fucking broken it hurts, I don’t feel empathy in the same way others do, I feel emotional pain much more acutely than most people do. To others, suicide is an unspoken tragedy, but for me it is an escape.
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*raises hand*. Repressed it for 20+ years.
Sorry to hear that, I repressed it for 10 years and am only just beginning to come to terms with it. Can I ask how it effected you growing up? For me it was intense hatred and anger for my parents, and then early drug abuse which lead me to have very low self esteem. I’m also addicted to porn…
I hope you do believe me about this one (lots of people dont, including my family, but i have to clarify that im a guy that was abused by a woman (neighbor). Most guys people would see that as an awesome thing but tbh it screwed up the ways i behave with women on a relationship for quite some years (i treat them well,but as an equal, not as princesses or anything, and i always kept some degree of distance), plus insecurity issues (turning into perfectionism at ocd leves) and a constant feeling of being watched.
Anger? Sure, since my mom sort of allowed that situation. No porn or drugs adiction on my end, but paranoid and clingy behavior did become normal for me at some point.
Coming to terms with it is a pretty big step, so congrats on that. I do hope you overcome it completely eventually,since its not a fun burden to carry arround at all.
I absolutely fucking believe you. 100%.
Thank you for posting that 🙂
Yes.
Unfortunately and regretfully part of my life experience, along with other things, which taught me how to treat others. Will forever hate myself for it.
One of the reasons my life is fucked, future is so unclear and why i feel I deserve only the worst.
You don’t deserve the worst, i’d say you deserve all the opposite. You’re the victim in that situation, not the offender. Not that it helps much but i do hope that at one point you forgive yourself, even if there’s nothing to be forgiven.
Fuck. Sorry I shouldn’t continue on this post.
I beg to differ, the question was open ended and targeted at all of us. It is more than appropriate to talk about it here.
No. This is about me. I. I shouldn’t continue for my own well being. But thanks.
Gotcha.
Yes, for many years. The first time probably happened when I was six or seven.
I feel this is a triggering subject for many of us. It seems to allow inherently depressive emotions. I won’t speak anymore of my own, at least not today. But I can overcome my own selfishness and acknowledge someone else’s pain.
Yep. But a friend of mine had it a lot worse. I think I’ve taken on her pain, now that she is gone.
The house keeper touched me when I was 7. It completely affected the way I relate to women from that point on …