Thousands of America's docs in sex abuse scandal
https://www.foxnews.com/health/2016/07/06/thousands-americas-docs-in-sex-abuse-scandal.html#
*****Triggers*****
When I was 17 the last person that abused me was a Dr that I saw for a physical after seeing him 3 months earlier for a ulcer in my stomach. It was a "physical" all right I was tolled to take off my pants and that he was going to do a digital exam. What did I know had no I idea what that meant so I did what I was tolled. He said I had to bend over on the table. I did but as I took look at his face I knew what was to come I know that face the hunger for innocence for what is not yours. All I remember is his hand where it should not have been then hearing his zipper and presser of his body on me. I blacked out I dont remember getting dressed or going home. I only found out later that prostate exams are done when you turn 40-50 years old and that this was no exam but rape. I dont remember his name or any thing else so have no one to go after and its 28 years later.
As I wright this the tears are falling I have never wrote down any of this in detail it feels so final so real. Speaking about it is one thing but writing is totaly different black and wight no gray no color just stark words on paper no shad to hid under no rock to cover my head no dream to take me away a reality that I dont want to deal with but do every day of my life. I was a victim of 10 perps I survived and every day that I do is a victory for me and all who love me.
*****Triggers*****
When I was 17 the last person that abused me was a Dr that I saw for a physical after seeing him 3 months earlier for a ulcer in my stomach. It was a "physical" all right I was tolled to take off my pants and that he was going to do a digital exam. What did I know had no I idea what that meant so I did what I was tolled. He said I had to bend over on the table. I did but as I took look at his face I knew what was to come I know that face the hunger for innocence for what is not yours. All I remember is his hand where it should not have been then hearing his zipper and presser of his body on me. I blacked out I dont remember getting dressed or going home. I only found out later that prostate exams are done when you turn 40-50 years old and that this was no exam but rape. I dont remember his name or any thing else so have no one to go after and its 28 years later.
As I wright this the tears are falling I have never wrote down any of this in detail it feels so final so real. Speaking about it is one thing but writing is totaly different black and wight no gray no color just stark words on paper no shad to hid under no rock to cover my head no dream to take me away a reality that I dont want to deal with but do every day of my life. I was a victim of 10 perps I survived and every day that I do is a victory for me and all who love me.
