Questioning the Real Me

Questioning the Real Me

tqh

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I was sexually abused as a young boy, around the age of five to seven by a teenage cousin. I was also exposed to pornography at this young age. I t skewed my view of love, which caused may different types of losses. I've dealt with quilt, regrets, over all depression, anxiety and many symptoms under PTSD. Though I've made progress in my healing, I'm still struggling to find the real me, such as values and morals. I'm uncertain on which sources I could turn to for answers. Hence I've joined this resource hoping to learn how others' experience may answer some of my struggles and to share mine that may it be of help to others. Thank you. TQH
 
Welcome tqh. I chose my screen name because I was aspiring to find the real me as well. This community has been incredibly helpful throughout the years. I hope it does the same for you.
 
Welcome tgh. You're certainly not alone in the confusion that comes with sexual trauma making it hard to know who we are or what we need. I'm glad you introduced yourself. I encourage you to check out this website. You'll doubtless find kindred spirits with whom you can explore these things. All the best on your healing journey.
 
Welcome. One thing I've learned on here is that the problems I am having are not unique to me but many guys share the same issues. Its nice just to speak out about a specific problem and 5 guys respond saying they all have that same problem. Knowing you are not alone is very comforting.
 
Who I was, Who I could have been all died at their hands. Now I'm just who I am and have spent my time learning about myself.

"Now I'm just who I am and have spent my time learning about myself,"...... good insight F.A.
 
Who I was, Who I could have been all died at their hands. Now I'm just who I am and have spent my time learning about myself.
The PTSD is a distract but coming to my present, FA you are right on!
 
Welcome, When some one is abused as a child growing stops, learning stops, maturing stops. This is what is taught in school when you study child Psychology as I did in the mid 1980's. And this is very scary when you realize this has happened to yourself. as It has to me. I was 6 when I first was abused and it ended when I was 17. the sexual abuse. Different abuse continued until I was 31. Who am I. I don't know. I Built a wall and painted a picture of what I wanted people to see. But who am I I don't know. What I do know you and I have found the place where we will find the answer. I hope? Again Wel;come
 
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