Am I a monster?
Hi all,
I'm new to all of this so I'll tell you all a bit about myself. I'm a 17 year old Aussie boy. I live about 3 hours away from Melbourne. I was sexually assualted when I was 15. It was the weirdest and most disturbing experience of my life. Everything about it seems really blurry in my memory. I was so, SO, SOOOO sure that I had dealt with it all, through my effective method of not dealing with it (haha, makes sense). All the counselling and therapy I had at the time was pretty much in one ear and out the other. And while I now understand that it wasn't my fault I still can't get it through to me and there is this shame that never goes away that tells me that I could have done something else to stop it from happening. I've committed myself to making sure it never happens again by taking Muay Thai Kickboxing lessons. If only I had've been able to fight back then eh.
I didn't have a clue how much the assualt impacted on my life because I LOVE to not deal with huge things like that, so I just crammed it deep down within me. My parents know about it but they walk on eggshells whenever something involving the subject is brought up. They are pretty uncomfortable with the whole thing and it makes me sort of think that I'm a disappointment to them.
Anyways, it's been nearly 2 years since the attack and I'm now able to see some of the effects its had on me. At first it was excessively worrying if I was gay. I'm not but I couldn't get that through to myself. From this I used to look up pornography all the time to neutralise this anxiety.
As time moved along though I was starting to think that it wasn't a big deal anymore, it was just a memory ya know. But then on Christmas Eve 2003 I had the most scariest thing happen to me which I now realise is connected to my own assualt. I had a panic attack. I bet you're all like 'WHOA, is that it?' but to me it was something that I had never experienced before and didn't have a clue what was happening. What I was flipping out over is I got the most horrible thought in my head of ME molestering children. Instantly (and like we're talking overnight), my life went down the gurgler. I was way uncomfortable being around kids because I was too scared of sexually abusing them and after going through it myself I would choose to die than do that to a child.
Once I had this awful thought it has remained a broken record playing in my mind and I'm sure as you're reading this I'll still be thinking about it. I'm so scared of becoming a paedophile and I don't want to be one but it's almost as though I don't get a choice in the matter, that it will just happen. So I'm always on panic alert, regularly have breakdowns, constantly think about killing myself to protect others from what I could do, cannot concentrate on anything and just feel so lonely.
Me and me counsellor reckon I have obsessive compulsive disorder because I also have unwanted thoughts of hurting my family, which also scares the absolute crap out of me.
So yeah, there ya go, that's pretty much been my life for the last 10 months, nothing but sheer terror at these really horrible thoughts. So what I want to know is if this obsession with worrying if I will become an offender connected to my own sexual assualt. I reckon it is but I don't know much about sexual assault and the aftermath of it...even though I've lived through it. And am I a monster for thinking these things?
Any help or comments or whatever would be appreciated. Cheers
Peter
I'm new to all of this so I'll tell you all a bit about myself. I'm a 17 year old Aussie boy. I live about 3 hours away from Melbourne. I was sexually assualted when I was 15. It was the weirdest and most disturbing experience of my life. Everything about it seems really blurry in my memory. I was so, SO, SOOOO sure that I had dealt with it all, through my effective method of not dealing with it (haha, makes sense). All the counselling and therapy I had at the time was pretty much in one ear and out the other. And while I now understand that it wasn't my fault I still can't get it through to me and there is this shame that never goes away that tells me that I could have done something else to stop it from happening. I've committed myself to making sure it never happens again by taking Muay Thai Kickboxing lessons. If only I had've been able to fight back then eh.
I didn't have a clue how much the assualt impacted on my life because I LOVE to not deal with huge things like that, so I just crammed it deep down within me. My parents know about it but they walk on eggshells whenever something involving the subject is brought up. They are pretty uncomfortable with the whole thing and it makes me sort of think that I'm a disappointment to them.
Anyways, it's been nearly 2 years since the attack and I'm now able to see some of the effects its had on me. At first it was excessively worrying if I was gay. I'm not but I couldn't get that through to myself. From this I used to look up pornography all the time to neutralise this anxiety.
As time moved along though I was starting to think that it wasn't a big deal anymore, it was just a memory ya know. But then on Christmas Eve 2003 I had the most scariest thing happen to me which I now realise is connected to my own assualt. I had a panic attack. I bet you're all like 'WHOA, is that it?' but to me it was something that I had never experienced before and didn't have a clue what was happening. What I was flipping out over is I got the most horrible thought in my head of ME molestering children. Instantly (and like we're talking overnight), my life went down the gurgler. I was way uncomfortable being around kids because I was too scared of sexually abusing them and after going through it myself I would choose to die than do that to a child.
Once I had this awful thought it has remained a broken record playing in my mind and I'm sure as you're reading this I'll still be thinking about it. I'm so scared of becoming a paedophile and I don't want to be one but it's almost as though I don't get a choice in the matter, that it will just happen. So I'm always on panic alert, regularly have breakdowns, constantly think about killing myself to protect others from what I could do, cannot concentrate on anything and just feel so lonely.
Me and me counsellor reckon I have obsessive compulsive disorder because I also have unwanted thoughts of hurting my family, which also scares the absolute crap out of me.
So yeah, there ya go, that's pretty much been my life for the last 10 months, nothing but sheer terror at these really horrible thoughts. So what I want to know is if this obsession with worrying if I will become an offender connected to my own sexual assualt. I reckon it is but I don't know much about sexual assault and the aftermath of it...even though I've lived through it. And am I a monster for thinking these things?
Any help or comments or whatever would be appreciated. Cheers
Peter