Massive blow
reality2k4
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This stuff happened in 1964, and it involve me and my younger brother who is 5 years junior to me.
I took the abuse off the perp because he threatened that he would do things to my little brother.
The thing is, that it was presented to the cops, without me saying what happened was so bad as it was, and I only found out a few months ago, that my abuse was not reported!
It really had a bad affect on me, and I tumbled back into the real bad side of my life, where there was real terror.
The worst I thought was that, when it happened, I was too embarrassed to say what happened.
I would have been continually blaming myself for not being strong enough to say what happened.
He never got caught as I know of, but it must have meant that I blamed myself for not telling the cops everything, even though they should have been able to tell I was abused by me freaking out.
I blamed myself for years, often abusing my body.
Like it was my fault, and somehow I must have liked being abused to not tell.
Protection mechanism, is the word I was looking for.
I was using that instead of informing the cops with more information.
I was only ten, so guess the police might say it was my fault, and that is how I thought then.
Trouble is, when I go into my boy/man transition period, I think I was a wimp.
It is so complex being in my mind, but I would have been so mad at myself at not telling.
I guess its part of the silence, and even when I meet this boy of 13yo he is hurting.
I get real flashbaks sometimes, and it was like ste was never meant to be a man because he didnt fight the demon he met in society.
I will get over it, but it makes me weep that little boys dont get hurt in society, when in reality they can be the ones who really hurt by all those around them,
ste
This stuff happened in 1964, and it involve me and my younger brother who is 5 years junior to me.
I took the abuse off the perp because he threatened that he would do things to my little brother.
The thing is, that it was presented to the cops, without me saying what happened was so bad as it was, and I only found out a few months ago, that my abuse was not reported!
It really had a bad affect on me, and I tumbled back into the real bad side of my life, where there was real terror.
The worst I thought was that, when it happened, I was too embarrassed to say what happened.
I would have been continually blaming myself for not being strong enough to say what happened.
He never got caught as I know of, but it must have meant that I blamed myself for not telling the cops everything, even though they should have been able to tell I was abused by me freaking out.
I blamed myself for years, often abusing my body.
Like it was my fault, and somehow I must have liked being abused to not tell.
Protection mechanism, is the word I was looking for.
I was using that instead of informing the cops with more information.
I was only ten, so guess the police might say it was my fault, and that is how I thought then.
Trouble is, when I go into my boy/man transition period, I think I was a wimp.
It is so complex being in my mind, but I would have been so mad at myself at not telling.
I guess its part of the silence, and even when I meet this boy of 13yo he is hurting.
I get real flashbaks sometimes, and it was like ste was never meant to be a man because he didnt fight the demon he met in society.
I will get over it, but it makes me weep that little boys dont get hurt in society, when in reality they can be the ones who really hurt by all those around them,
ste