Accepting reality TRIGGER
I have struggled over the years I hav been here on accepting my past. When I first came here I could not use the word “abused” when referring to myself. Over time I accept that I was abused, molested, raped by my parents. I still do struggle with the normal parts of my upbringing the love I had for them and the abuse.
I have ever fully shared things in my past. I have talked about things that I viewed as “normal” or “good” experiences in now that is me trying to normalize th8ngs. What I had pushed away is parts where at times was abused just used. I guess I never wanted to admit that things were worse.
My dad was a shift worker and at times he would come home and just make me do things. I as fo fed to perform oral health n him then as I got older he would penetrate me. At times it was like he was nice it was mutual even my mom might take part. Then there were times it was like he just wanted to use me especially if my mom was gone. I knew when he got home when he was in that mood. I never said no I never avoided it he would tell me what a good boy I was how I liked it cause I would get an erection. I did masturbate during things which I know think why did I do that. He was raping me yet I got off during it. He told me to do how he knewI wanted to. I know now he was just using me. My mother knew what was happening at times yet let even telling me how I was this good boy her little man. What the fuck, how could the do this how could they provide and love me then fuck me physically and mentally. I want to scream yet I feel guilty at myself for the feelings. I hate saying this about myself and my parents.
I have ever fully shared things in my past. I have talked about things that I viewed as “normal” or “good” experiences in now that is me trying to normalize th8ngs. What I had pushed away is parts where at times was abused just used. I guess I never wanted to admit that things were worse.
My dad was a shift worker and at times he would come home and just make me do things. I as fo fed to perform oral health n him then as I got older he would penetrate me. At times it was like he was nice it was mutual even my mom might take part. Then there were times it was like he just wanted to use me especially if my mom was gone. I knew when he got home when he was in that mood. I never said no I never avoided it he would tell me what a good boy I was how I liked it cause I would get an erection. I did masturbate during things which I know think why did I do that. He was raping me yet I got off during it. He told me to do how he knewI wanted to. I know now he was just using me. My mother knew what was happening at times yet let even telling me how I was this good boy her little man. What the fuck, how could the do this how could they provide and love me then fuck me physically and mentally. I want to scream yet I feel guilty at myself for the feelings. I hate saying this about myself and my parents.


