Birthday and wishing for change
My 44th birthday is on the 8th and well I feel like my life is worse now than before. As bad as this will sound at tme I think my best years are behind me. Yet those years were when things that I know we're not good yet I was happier then.
I know what happened was not ove yet I still at time try to tell myself it was not that bad. That it is me that is making it difficult and hard on myself. I know I am wrong for thinking like that. That I should not think it was not a bad thing that happened.
Will the thoughts ever change in my mind? Will I ever be normal? How can I feel so conflicted all this time later. I mean at time I think I need to look at it as this part of my past is k the I was not hurt but loved. Yet now as an adult I kno up it wasn't normal. I still find myself sexually aroused from the memories then I hate myself. I can't be with someone and not have the memories there in order to climax. Then I think WTF. I get mad at myself for that then I find myself going well maybe I should try not to care and remember I was not hurt.
Sorry to ramble but I am tired of the whole struggle. As bad as this sounds I so wish I never had questioned what happened and just try to look at is as a not a bad thing. Sorry I know that is wrong. I know I am messed up for thinking like this. I feel like all of you here have been so kind to me yet I am the like this.
I know what happened was not ove yet I still at time try to tell myself it was not that bad. That it is me that is making it difficult and hard on myself. I know I am wrong for thinking like that. That I should not think it was not a bad thing that happened.
Will the thoughts ever change in my mind? Will I ever be normal? How can I feel so conflicted all this time later. I mean at time I think I need to look at it as this part of my past is k the I was not hurt but loved. Yet now as an adult I kno up it wasn't normal. I still find myself sexually aroused from the memories then I hate myself. I can't be with someone and not have the memories there in order to climax. Then I think WTF. I get mad at myself for that then I find myself going well maybe I should try not to care and remember I was not hurt.
Sorry to ramble but I am tired of the whole struggle. As bad as this sounds I so wish I never had questioned what happened and just try to look at is as a not a bad thing. Sorry I know that is wrong. I know I am messed up for thinking like this. I feel like all of you here have been so kind to me yet I am the like this.

