What are your deepest secrets that you would like to share before you d.i.e?
When I was 8 years old boy, I was sexually abused by my babysitter. She was my 16 years old cousin. She wanted me to pretend that I was rapping her, I did not really understand and I was definitely not sexually developed yet. In high school I started to hate myself and would go in the closet where my dad stored his hunting riffle, put a cartridge in it and point it to my head. I stopped myself every time because I did not want to shame my family and did not want my mom to find me bloodied in a closet. Since being an adult I have the urge to push back emotionally when my girlfriend show me love and then get her affection when she is upset with me. I probably need help :o(
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