mrs-mojo-risin
Bluelighter
So really funny true story: about 2 hours ago I saw this poll and was gonna click "F: I was not abused and have a drug habit" but then I realized I don't really have a drug habit anymore. But I didn't want to click that one 'cause I didn't know for how long I wouldn't have a drug habit for.
So I left that and moved onto a different post in a different forum. I was going to submit a reply to something someone posted. It wasn't initially going to be a long post but as I really got into writing the whole thing it ended up being 4 pages long and at the end of it I'm starting to question myself.
I never thought what happened was molestation. I mean it wasn't. I never thought I was taken advantage of either really. I don't know if I was or not. Sure, I was kid, he was an adult. I mean he was pretty stupid and immature but maybe he still should've realized we shouldn't have done what we did. And if not at first, he definitely should've realized it before I did.
After I finished typing my reply I realized that what I had always feared has come true. And now for the rest of my life I will have to live with the knowledge of what I did when I was younger. And it will always haunt me I think in every relationship.
For the first time in my life just hours ago I felt ready for a normal relationship. And then I read a post and prepared my response and all of a sudden I feel sick to my stomach. I hope in the morning I will realize I am just overreacting.
Everybody has things in their past they look back on with regret or embarrassment. I shouldn't have done it and I realize this now but for fuck's sake, I'll be damned if I let this affect me for the rest of my life.
No, I refuse. I'm wiping away my tears right now and making a promise to myself that I will not feel bad about myself or lose any self respect because of my sexual past. The past may be part of a person but that part may only be the catalyst for change. And that's what it is for me.
If I hadn't experienced what I did, I never would have had the strength or courage to really take a look at myself and decide to clean myself up.
So fuck YOU and stop trying to get back into my life. You should've realized what we did was wrong and if I have to be the one to tell you, well christ, it's clearly not me who's the messed up one.
So I left that and moved onto a different post in a different forum. I was going to submit a reply to something someone posted. It wasn't initially going to be a long post but as I really got into writing the whole thing it ended up being 4 pages long and at the end of it I'm starting to question myself.
I never thought what happened was molestation. I mean it wasn't. I never thought I was taken advantage of either really. I don't know if I was or not. Sure, I was kid, he was an adult. I mean he was pretty stupid and immature but maybe he still should've realized we shouldn't have done what we did. And if not at first, he definitely should've realized it before I did.
After I finished typing my reply I realized that what I had always feared has come true. And now for the rest of my life I will have to live with the knowledge of what I did when I was younger. And it will always haunt me I think in every relationship.
For the first time in my life just hours ago I felt ready for a normal relationship. And then I read a post and prepared my response and all of a sudden I feel sick to my stomach. I hope in the morning I will realize I am just overreacting.
Everybody has things in their past they look back on with regret or embarrassment. I shouldn't have done it and I realize this now but for fuck's sake, I'll be damned if I let this affect me for the rest of my life.
No, I refuse. I'm wiping away my tears right now and making a promise to myself that I will not feel bad about myself or lose any self respect because of my sexual past. The past may be part of a person but that part may only be the catalyst for change. And that's what it is for me.
If I hadn't experienced what I did, I never would have had the strength or courage to really take a look at myself and decide to clean myself up.
So fuck YOU and stop trying to get back into my life. You should've realized what we did was wrong and if I have to be the one to tell you, well christ, it's clearly not me who's the messed up one.


One of my cousins was abused by her father (who is not a blood relative to me). She is the only one of my generation who is schizophrenic (runs strongly on mother's side). 