Comming to terms with my past?
I am 39 years old and I have a wife and son of 11 years.
Late one night I received a call that has traumatically changed my life. I do not want to get into the content of the call, all I will say is that it has now made me face my sexual abuse from ages 10 to 15+ by a man next door. The call has made me look at who and what I was as a young adult. It is overwhelming the thoughts and battle that I have come to face. My wife knows everything but I do not think she can help.
I am filled with so much regret for my past. Who and what I was, feels like a person I never knew. I have allot of suppressed memories or my abuse and just the few that I have seem make me cry out with a deep, deep, hurt.
I had learned to suppress my child hood to this day! I do not remember my childhood like others can! I fear it! It scares me, and I am scared just typing these words.
When I told my parents of my past, all they could say is that we suspected something was happening.
I must say, that really hurt and at the same time made me so angry at them! (I was adopted)
What parent odopted or not, if they suspected something wouldn't act on it!
I am so pissed at them for letting me go through this abuse that has screwed me up to this day!
(enough)
This is all I can write for now, my mind is telling me to stop. Please let me know that I am not alone!
THANKS!
Late one night I received a call that has traumatically changed my life. I do not want to get into the content of the call, all I will say is that it has now made me face my sexual abuse from ages 10 to 15+ by a man next door. The call has made me look at who and what I was as a young adult. It is overwhelming the thoughts and battle that I have come to face. My wife knows everything but I do not think she can help.
I am filled with so much regret for my past. Who and what I was, feels like a person I never knew. I have allot of suppressed memories or my abuse and just the few that I have seem make me cry out with a deep, deep, hurt.
I had learned to suppress my child hood to this day! I do not remember my childhood like others can! I fear it! It scares me, and I am scared just typing these words.
When I told my parents of my past, all they could say is that we suspected something was happening.
I must say, that really hurt and at the same time made me so angry at them! (I was adopted)
What parent odopted or not, if they suspected something wouldn't act on it!
I am so pissed at them for letting me go through this abuse that has screwed me up to this day!
(enough)
This is all I can write for now, my mind is telling me to stop. Please let me know that I am not alone!
THANKS!