Hey There2132
June 18th, 2013, 12:09 PM
ok so first off not sure where to post this but here seems like a good place.
Second I am sorry if this is long, I just need to get a few things off my chest. so here goes!
When I was five my mom took me to my uncles house and at first we were just going to hang-out then I was going to go home. but what happened was my cousin wanted me spend the night at his house and my mom was hesitant at first but then she said that was fine and went home. for the first three hours it was fine and we were having fun. but when his parents went to sleep he locked the door and put in American pie and at first I liked the movie but then he told to start getting naked. and I did because I was five and I didn't know what else to do so I just went with it. then he made me kind of just like play with his penis and at this point I didn't want to do any more but he told me it was going to be fun so he turned me around and just kind of put the tip in and it hurt so I got scared and I got my clothes on and left his room and went to the living room. that's the first time time it happened.:( not the last though. about when I was 8 my step-brother did it to me. we had experimented a couple of times before and I sort of enjoyed it but when he tried to have anal with me I said no but he persisted so I kept saying no until I finally said I would maybe do it and he left me alone for a couple of days but one day we were playing xbox and he said we should at that time and I said yes so we went to the back room and we both got ready. once we were ready he started to go in and it hurt really bad and I kept asking him to stop and he never did stop till he was done I just sat there and cried. it hurt so bad. I guess from the time it first happened I guess I just completely blocked both incidents from my thoughts and memory and my mom somehow brought it up at a counseling session. and it just hit me like a train I was devastated that it happened to me I felt like nobody was there either times it happened I lost a lot of trust in a lot of people even my parents for a few weeks I just sat in my room listening to music ignoring everything. and now im 15 and it still hurts me to this day. a couple of months ago I was put into a mental hospital. and I just don't know it bothers me so much. :(:mad:
Thank You So Much If You read all of this! I really appreciate! thanks again :):)
Second I am sorry if this is long, I just need to get a few things off my chest. so here goes!
When I was five my mom took me to my uncles house and at first we were just going to hang-out then I was going to go home. but what happened was my cousin wanted me spend the night at his house and my mom was hesitant at first but then she said that was fine and went home. for the first three hours it was fine and we were having fun. but when his parents went to sleep he locked the door and put in American pie and at first I liked the movie but then he told to start getting naked. and I did because I was five and I didn't know what else to do so I just went with it. then he made me kind of just like play with his penis and at this point I didn't want to do any more but he told me it was going to be fun so he turned me around and just kind of put the tip in and it hurt so I got scared and I got my clothes on and left his room and went to the living room. that's the first time time it happened.:( not the last though. about when I was 8 my step-brother did it to me. we had experimented a couple of times before and I sort of enjoyed it but when he tried to have anal with me I said no but he persisted so I kept saying no until I finally said I would maybe do it and he left me alone for a couple of days but one day we were playing xbox and he said we should at that time and I said yes so we went to the back room and we both got ready. once we were ready he started to go in and it hurt really bad and I kept asking him to stop and he never did stop till he was done I just sat there and cried. it hurt so bad. I guess from the time it first happened I guess I just completely blocked both incidents from my thoughts and memory and my mom somehow brought it up at a counseling session. and it just hit me like a train I was devastated that it happened to me I felt like nobody was there either times it happened I lost a lot of trust in a lot of people even my parents for a few weeks I just sat in my room listening to music ignoring everything. and now im 15 and it still hurts me to this day. a couple of months ago I was put into a mental hospital. and I just don't know it bothers me so much. :(:mad:
Thank You So Much If You read all of this! I really appreciate! thanks again :):)