Sexual Abuse Support Group
Sexual abuse is a relative cultural term used to describe sexual relations and behavior between two or more parties which are considered criminally and/or morally offensive. Different types of sexual abuse involve: Non-consensual, forced physical sexual behavior such as rape, incest or sexual assault, or psychological forms of abuse, such as verbal sexual behavior or...
i cant really spell
but ok
i felt guilty because at the time i felt i was special in someway to be looked after at first
god thats sound horrable
but i was so young 6 and so alone and everyone was fightight and screaming at everyone and i was inviasabvle
i spent most nights on the stairs listening to them screaming fight ing
about what i wasnt sure
but i knew i was part of it
i became very isolated
and then the strangers ofer to come to see them seemed good
it was good for a while
but then it started to change
i knew it was going somewhere wrong
cant talk about it all yet sorry
latter it all ended so fast
it was like a light going off
then i knew it was not about me
i was not loved at all
it was like being hit with a hammer
used
for years i thought i am now dirty people will some how know it when they see me
i can only be accepted by people
who are broken or want to use me or prostitues
or something.i was very young and confused and no out side input so my view of the world was totally freacked
eought for now
but ok
i felt guilty because at the time i felt i was special in someway to be looked after at first
god thats sound horrable
but i was so young 6 and so alone and everyone was fightight and screaming at everyone and i was inviasabvle
i spent most nights on the stairs listening to them screaming fight ing
about what i wasnt sure
but i knew i was part of it
i became very isolated
and then the strangers ofer to come to see them seemed good
it was good for a while
but then it started to change
i knew it was going somewhere wrong
cant talk about it all yet sorry
latter it all ended so fast
it was like a light going off
then i knew it was not about me
i was not loved at all
it was like being hit with a hammer
used
for years i thought i am now dirty people will some how know it when they see me
i can only be accepted by people
who are broken or want to use me or prostitues
or something.i was very young and confused and no out side input so my view of the world was totally freacked
eought for now
I am so sorry for you pain. In time you will find that voice from within to start talking and telling your story.
There are ways to survive the hell that you lived, please feel free to read my journal and you will realise that their is life after therapy..
Hugs to you and I am here for you!!
a because its a bad thing
and i dont want to talk to people so hurt by this stuff and upset people more by giving bad images that they dont need