Donna
11-10-2009, 05:44 AM
** please dont read if child abuse triggers**
i have been off sex for a long time now, it's gotten that bad that i dont even want to 'get better' in that area again, im tired of it ive spent almost all my life having to do it, im 39 and started around the age of 5! and ive just had enough..want to retire lol.
i just went from one extreme to the other, i cant even do it anymore i just have panic attacks and get scared and it's like it's not me, i just see myself as a child in a dark corner everythings in black and white and im wrapped in a blanket not moving or breathing just watching.
ive never felt dirty or ashamed about sex which is supposedly the 'normal' feelings you're supposed to have after abuse (i hate that term in regard to me it doesnt seem right) rape and all that stuff.isnt it?
but i do feel regret, it wasnt really my fault when it first started i was only little but i think i made it worse by encouraging it after a while, i expected it (it was a family member) and i think i thought in my mind that if i initiated it it didnt seem so bad, but i didnt do myself any favours cos i just made things worse and put myself in some stupid situations.I even taught other children things.
until i hit puberty i tried it on with every adult man i came into contact with..especially my dad! (who had absolutely no idea about anything and wasnt involved!) how nobody noticed i dont know maybe they thought i was a bit precocious or something i dont know.I felt terribly rejected when they didnt actually do anything and that something must be wrong with me, i tried being sexy 'naughty' flirting just about anything to the best ability that a child can,but none of them ever took me up on it and that hurt badly...yet the one person that did respond was the one person i didnt want to even though i still did it anyway.
i had a 'flashback' sometime ago totally out of the blue..it scared the sh!t out of me, it wasnt from the regular stuff but from someone totally different my friend and her grandad, at first it was just little vague things and i thought i was going crazy imagining things that wernt real but eventually it all kind of came into my head in one blast, sights sounds even smells and tastes and little minor details and i was a bit more certain that it wasnt imaginary.
i thought i was evil,sick and was making things up in my head, but i casually brought up this particular person to my mum and she told me that he'd been jailed for abusing his granddaughter (my friend) id often wondered why they suddenly moved out of the area lol so now im more convinced that im not being delusional which is a bit of a relief because the idea of having false 'memores' in my head like that just seems sick and disgusting.
even though i dont feel dirty or shame or anything like that i do feel weird about it all, because i cant understand how come it happened to me so many times, i cant understand how i let it,why i did it and what i dont understand most of all is why i seem to invite it.
it just seems too unbelievable, from the age of 5 til 14 my 'uncle' was doing all kinds of things, at 9 my friends grandad did what he did, at 16 i was made to give oral to 3 guys i worked with in the toilets, at 17 i was kidnapped raped and almost killed. and the list just goes on!
i had 9 yrs with my ex husband who was the same, i just really dont understand it..how one person can put themselves in that position over and over and it's not like i couldnt defend myself i could fight with the best of them in 'ordinary' situations and often did.
sex has always been my only sort of way in life, in fact it seemed the only thing to do, i actually thought that thats what women did and should do..i even did it in various forms for a living until having my children.. it's crazy, then i wonder now why im tired of it all and im not sure that i ever actually liked it, my body reacted like it's supposed to but thats all and i have never gone in for the touchy feely making love stuff that just makes me cringe and get angry.
im not sure why im writing all this cos im not upset im not angry,not sad nothing.. i dont really feel anything except bewilderment about it all, it's just kind of spewing out, like i was writing a shopping list or something.
i think im just totally messed up,maybe i just need to say it and hear that im normal that im not messed up - i honestly dont know.
arnt i supposed to have some kind of feelings about it other than this confusion and want to at least want to try have sex again? cos right now i just wish sex hadnt ever been invented im sick of it being in my head all the time.
i have been off sex for a long time now, it's gotten that bad that i dont even want to 'get better' in that area again, im tired of it ive spent almost all my life having to do it, im 39 and started around the age of 5! and ive just had enough..want to retire lol.
i just went from one extreme to the other, i cant even do it anymore i just have panic attacks and get scared and it's like it's not me, i just see myself as a child in a dark corner everythings in black and white and im wrapped in a blanket not moving or breathing just watching.
ive never felt dirty or ashamed about sex which is supposedly the 'normal' feelings you're supposed to have after abuse (i hate that term in regard to me it doesnt seem right) rape and all that stuff.isnt it?
but i do feel regret, it wasnt really my fault when it first started i was only little but i think i made it worse by encouraging it after a while, i expected it (it was a family member) and i think i thought in my mind that if i initiated it it didnt seem so bad, but i didnt do myself any favours cos i just made things worse and put myself in some stupid situations.I even taught other children things.
until i hit puberty i tried it on with every adult man i came into contact with..especially my dad! (who had absolutely no idea about anything and wasnt involved!) how nobody noticed i dont know maybe they thought i was a bit precocious or something i dont know.I felt terribly rejected when they didnt actually do anything and that something must be wrong with me, i tried being sexy 'naughty' flirting just about anything to the best ability that a child can,but none of them ever took me up on it and that hurt badly...yet the one person that did respond was the one person i didnt want to even though i still did it anyway.
i had a 'flashback' sometime ago totally out of the blue..it scared the sh!t out of me, it wasnt from the regular stuff but from someone totally different my friend and her grandad, at first it was just little vague things and i thought i was going crazy imagining things that wernt real but eventually it all kind of came into my head in one blast, sights sounds even smells and tastes and little minor details and i was a bit more certain that it wasnt imaginary.
i thought i was evil,sick and was making things up in my head, but i casually brought up this particular person to my mum and she told me that he'd been jailed for abusing his granddaughter (my friend) id often wondered why they suddenly moved out of the area lol so now im more convinced that im not being delusional which is a bit of a relief because the idea of having false 'memores' in my head like that just seems sick and disgusting.
even though i dont feel dirty or shame or anything like that i do feel weird about it all, because i cant understand how come it happened to me so many times, i cant understand how i let it,why i did it and what i dont understand most of all is why i seem to invite it.
it just seems too unbelievable, from the age of 5 til 14 my 'uncle' was doing all kinds of things, at 9 my friends grandad did what he did, at 16 i was made to give oral to 3 guys i worked with in the toilets, at 17 i was kidnapped raped and almost killed. and the list just goes on!
i had 9 yrs with my ex husband who was the same, i just really dont understand it..how one person can put themselves in that position over and over and it's not like i couldnt defend myself i could fight with the best of them in 'ordinary' situations and often did.
sex has always been my only sort of way in life, in fact it seemed the only thing to do, i actually thought that thats what women did and should do..i even did it in various forms for a living until having my children.. it's crazy, then i wonder now why im tired of it all and im not sure that i ever actually liked it, my body reacted like it's supposed to but thats all and i have never gone in for the touchy feely making love stuff that just makes me cringe and get angry.
im not sure why im writing all this cos im not upset im not angry,not sad nothing.. i dont really feel anything except bewilderment about it all, it's just kind of spewing out, like i was writing a shopping list or something.
i think im just totally messed up,maybe i just need to say it and hear that im normal that im not messed up - i honestly dont know.
arnt i supposed to have some kind of feelings about it other than this confusion and want to at least want to try have sex again? cos right now i just wish sex hadnt ever been invented im sick of it being in my head all the time.