Seeking help is scary when you are a man (Possible Trigger)
Why did I ever started this journey?
Why not let sleeping dogs lie? It would be easier to take my own life and to be done with it or just work to my body crumbles, anything to stop the thoughts and pictures and numb my brain!
We (here in Sweden) talk so much about equality between the sexes, brags about how open-minded we are but when it comes to sexual abuse of boys/men we still lives in the dark ages.
I had finally dug up the courage to phone a rape-crisis-line and if I had said my name was Henrietta everthing would have been OK but I told them the truth; Im Henry, had been sexually abuse early in life, never had dealt with the abuse, that I now had flachbacks, trouble breathing, panic-attacks, sweating and was very scared. I felt a little proud of myself that I could say all that without crying or choking on the words.
BUT-Wow what a blast! - The woman that answered roared: You sick PERVERT! Do you think youll have a cheep thrill here, so you can jack-off while you tell me your rape-fantasies. This is for PEOPLE in crisis and pain not sexoffenders" and then she slamed down the reciver in my ear.
I found an old bottle of Scotch, got very drunk and continued drinking till I passed out.
I dont think I have the curage to seek outside-help any time soon. I feel so battered and fragile that I cant stand to have people around me (afraid I might lash-out/act-out) so for the first time in more then 10 years, Im home on sick-leave and is trying to build up my defenses again.
This website is my life-line and one day I may finish my abuse-story I started to write in february this year and post it here. Henry

We (here in Sweden) talk so much about equality between the sexes, brags about how open-minded we are but when it comes to sexual abuse of boys/men we still lives in the dark ages.

I had finally dug up the courage to phone a rape-crisis-line and if I had said my name was Henrietta everthing would have been OK but I told them the truth; Im Henry, had been sexually abuse early in life, never had dealt with the abuse, that I now had flachbacks, trouble breathing, panic-attacks, sweating and was very scared. I felt a little proud of myself that I could say all that without crying or choking on the words.
BUT-Wow what a blast! - The woman that answered roared: You sick PERVERT! Do you think youll have a cheep thrill here, so you can jack-off while you tell me your rape-fantasies. This is for PEOPLE in crisis and pain not sexoffenders" and then she slamed down the reciver in my ear.

I found an old bottle of Scotch, got very drunk and continued drinking till I passed out.
I dont think I have the curage to seek outside-help any time soon. I feel so battered and fragile that I cant stand to have people around me (afraid I might lash-out/act-out) so for the first time in more then 10 years, Im home on sick-leave and is trying to build up my defenses again.
This website is my life-line and one day I may finish my abuse-story I started to write in february this year and post it here. Henry