Mirror and other thoughts
I just read a post that dealt with looking in a mirror. I try not to look in a mirror. I have to use a mirror to put in my contacts, but other than that, I avoid it like the plague.
I am ashamed at what I have become. I hate my body. I have used food for way too long. I am now trying to get my body close to where it should be. I try to imagine I am lifting weights and building up my cardiovascular system to be able to beat the hell out of my SA. I am not a violent man by nature, but I am using my hatred to good use.
I wish I was still a virgin. I had terrible self esteem in high school, so I never dated or hung out with the 'cool crowd'. After graduation, I decided it was past time for my to have sex. So I went to a party, they are never hard to find, and got drunk. I ended up having sex wiht this woman I do not know. I always wanted to give my virginity to my wife, but at the time I thought I would never be worthy of marriage, so I gave away the most precious thing I had. I went into a deep depression shortly after, not just because of the sex, I also lost my job, and my sexual abuse came at me like a ton of bricks. I am still amazed I survived that period of my life.
I think I just needed to get that off of my chest, in hopes someone else understands the way I am feeling. Thank you for taking the time to read this.
I am ashamed at what I have become. I hate my body. I have used food for way too long. I am now trying to get my body close to where it should be. I try to imagine I am lifting weights and building up my cardiovascular system to be able to beat the hell out of my SA. I am not a violent man by nature, but I am using my hatred to good use.
I wish I was still a virgin. I had terrible self esteem in high school, so I never dated or hung out with the 'cool crowd'. After graduation, I decided it was past time for my to have sex. So I went to a party, they are never hard to find, and got drunk. I ended up having sex wiht this woman I do not know. I always wanted to give my virginity to my wife, but at the time I thought I would never be worthy of marriage, so I gave away the most precious thing I had. I went into a deep depression shortly after, not just because of the sex, I also lost my job, and my sexual abuse came at me like a ton of bricks. I am still amazed I survived that period of my life.
I think I just needed to get that off of my chest, in hopes someone else understands the way I am feeling. Thank you for taking the time to read this.