I Was Molested As a Child
This is something I've alluded to on here from time to time, but I haven't gone so far as to really join a group to talk about it until now. With all that's in the news regarding Jerry Sandusky and Penn State, I'm sure I'm not the only one out here has been revisiting and reliving things that would be better off forgotten. For any of the victims of Sandusky or anyone else who has lived through this, my heart goes out to you.
I was six years old when my neighbor, who I believe was in his 20's yet still living at home, targeted me. He told me he had a secret game for us that would get me in trouble if I told anyone, which I believed, because even at that age, it felt like I was doing something wrong. While my parents were too busy with their own drama, they weren't noticing the neighbor who repeatedly lured me (and sometimes my younger sister) into the shed next door. I won't go into details about what actually happened in there other than to say that it rewired me for the rest of my life. I was so young and it's all such a blur that I'm not even sure how long it went on, but it was at least a full summer and then some.
It's something that I've never completely denied, but I've only told a couple of people about it over the years. The first person I confided in was a guidance counselor when I was struggling in school, but just as I opened up to her, she took a job at another school and just vanished, which really caused me to clam up even more, unfortunately. There are still times that I resent my parents for being so self-absorbed that they couldn't even protect us or notice why the man next door kept taking us to his tool shed.
On a side note, this whole Penn State thing sickens me, because it seems that too many people value their precious football program over protecting children. They clearly have no idea of the lifelong repercussions that accompany surviving being molested as a child.
I was six years old when my neighbor, who I believe was in his 20's yet still living at home, targeted me. He told me he had a secret game for us that would get me in trouble if I told anyone, which I believed, because even at that age, it felt like I was doing something wrong. While my parents were too busy with their own drama, they weren't noticing the neighbor who repeatedly lured me (and sometimes my younger sister) into the shed next door. I won't go into details about what actually happened in there other than to say that it rewired me for the rest of my life. I was so young and it's all such a blur that I'm not even sure how long it went on, but it was at least a full summer and then some.
It's something that I've never completely denied, but I've only told a couple of people about it over the years. The first person I confided in was a guidance counselor when I was struggling in school, but just as I opened up to her, she took a job at another school and just vanished, which really caused me to clam up even more, unfortunately. There are still times that I resent my parents for being so self-absorbed that they couldn't even protect us or notice why the man next door kept taking us to his tool shed.
On a side note, this whole Penn State thing sickens me, because it seems that too many people value their precious football program over protecting children. They clearly have no idea of the lifelong repercussions that accompany surviving being molested as a child.
By:
BamPow
Age:
41-45
,
Male
