HSR Stories

When I was 11 my father took off his clothes and manipulated me into doing the same. I was safe, that's what he said at least. He waited for my mother to leave for church on Tuesdays. He would touch me and that soon turned to a family friendly back massage while naked. I could feel him try to push himself into me. One day, we were doing the usual and he would sit on the back of my thighs and work his way closer to me. He "slipped" inside of me and I almost screamed. I told him the problem but all he did was mumble under his breath and stare whilst still in me. I sat there crying. Feeling disgusting in my skin. He would then tell me that no man would ever want me because of what use done. He mutilated parts of my body then proceeded to tell me that it was my fault and that it was ugly. I lost my faith. But officially one year later, I've found God again and I've found the one man who loves me for me. I am getting more confident in myself and loving my body without degrading myself. I've forgiven my father. I suffer from ptsd and anxiety with depression to go along with it. I can't feel comfortable in my skin when around others. But like I said, I've found a man to love me for me. He doesn't expect anything and never makes me give too much. We snuggled the other day and for the first time in 4 years I was completely unaware of myself. I was comfortable, I was happy. He is spending 15 years in prison and 15 on probation. Thanks for listening! Oh and don't feel bad! I'm more than what's happened to me, and I want to live life as normal as possible .

• December 6, 2022