Has anybody here ever been sexually abused as a CHILD?

Question

Did you do anything about it, or kept it a secret? Are you still affected by what happened?

Answer 1

Hi I have been sexually abused three times along with being violently raped at the age of 12. I suffer from this trauma very serverly everyday. I am not blaming any of my mental disorders on my past, but I can tell you it certainly did not help my issues. I have no friends, I do not trust anybody, I can not go outside in the dark with out severe panic attacks. I have paper clips, hair ties, basically anything I can find to clip to my curtains just so no one can see into my house. I can not enjoy sexual intercourse with my darling fiance who is very supportive. Everytime I have sex I see them and start screaming. I am Bi-polar, Agoraphobic, and I have ADHD. 1 of my cases was tried and he was found innocent and they said I lied, because my own father took the stand and my grandmother told the courtroom that I tell lies when I am 5yrs old. Which I did not lie,as a matter of fact I did not tell anyone my grandmother found out because I was sucking on my finger. the 2nd one was my dads best friend who rented room from us, and I tried to and no one believed again and took his side, by the 3rd time I did tell anybody there was no point no one would believe me anyway and they could do whatever they wanted to me. When I was raped I reported it to the police they never caught the transent that committed the rape. I am from Florida currently living in Southern California I have been running from my past all my life. I moved to California in hopes for a much better life and now i suffer worse, but atleast I am away from all of my past trauma. You should tell someone if you or someone you know is being molested. Fight tooth and nail I will pray for you. I wish someone would have believed me when I was a child I have major life issues now as a adult because of theses attacks.

Answer 2

I was sexually abused as a child, by my father and mother, and I'm still being affected by it, tremendously, because I have issues around affection, intimacy and boundaries.
I have since gone to treatment and counselling, however, those demons still creep up on me, like a bad virus, fighting away at my insides, and eating away the good in me.
I still have resentments, but in order for me to move on, I had to first accept that what happened, happened, and I can't change that fact.
The only positive outlook I have is that what happened to me has only made me a stronger individual, and it's taught me a great deal about myself, and my strengths.
I can move on with my life, without any connection to my father, and since my mother passed away in 1993, I have only the closure of knowing that they, too, were sexually abused, and have not dealt with what happened to them.
I, on the other hand, broke that cycle, and have educated my children, with the power of knowledge and tools that were given to me, through counselling and personal growth.
I help other children and teens, who have suffered the same, in hopes that they can heal from their past, and become stronger people, too, and break that cycle.
Sexual abuse is not tolerated and should not be, for the sake of our future generations.
I don't condone anyone who has ever laid a hand on a child, and called it 'love', when there is a sexual intention attached to that action.
I was told that the age you were abused, is usually the age you stop growing, emotionally, and I believe that this is the case, until you resolve that issue, by seeking treatment. I had to do this to get over why I drank so much, as a teen and young adult.
Now I know why I drank the way I did, and why I was on the road to devastation.
I learned along the way, and learned what the word consequence means, when dealing with the past.
Understanding that what happened to me was NOT my fault, was the stepping stone I needed to move on with my life and start healing.

Answer 3

I grew up pretty sheltered so even though I did go through a lot of crap as a child(teachers, teenage boys, etc) I always had my parents to rely on. So now, as a teenager I'm not that messed up. Well, in my opinion... I mean I seriously came close to wrecking my life last week but with me there's always been a way out and somebody telling me what to do. I'm only worried about when I'm older and I don't have those people to rely on. But I would say my childhood doesn't play a massive role in my life now. Assuming you've grown up and learned to do the right thing... High 5!!! (sorry that was long!)

Answer 4

I was, but kept it repressed until I was an adult. I became a social worker and while in school what had happened to me as a child, came out. My relationship with the assailant is effected but I am not. I feel that everyone makes choices in life. Are you gonna make the choice to deal with it, or let it consume your life.

Answer 5

Yes I was sexually molested as a child and no, I didn't tell anyone. It was my stepfather and I was threatened by him and my mother. I am definetely affected by it. I now have PTSD which has led to me being bipolar because of it. I am currently seeking a lawyer for some justice.

Answer 6

count me in not a secret for me i don't keep banging my head what happen is unfortunate but over if not over start yelling

Answer 7

It was 1932, and I had my panty hose on crooked. People thought I was disabled from the way that I was walking, but it was just the panty hose. I was walking down the sidewalk. I just got off from work from my job at the "Slippery Susan's Strip Club". It was degrading work, but it paid the bills. Every night I walked home in my panty hose, but this time my panty hose was on crooked, and had crawled up my rectum which made me more uncomfortable. Well, I was walking home and two black men talking gangsta like, said I am going to screw you in your special place. My parents always taught me, never to let anyone except the one you love touch you in your special place. I resisted, and resisted. But they were much too powerful for me. All the struggling made my panty hose even more crooked. They made a hole with their penises through my panty hose to get to my special place. They kept touching my special place for hours and hours until I woke up and realized it was all a dream. I should have known. My panty hose never became crooked after working at "Slippery Susan's Strip Club".