I was raped when I was 15.
25 years later, I still feel sick. I can’t forget. I can’t forgive.
I hate making love, and I’ve never found the courage to expect a baby even if I love children.
I’m fighting every day against myself.
Hopefully, one day, I’ll have the strength to talk…
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Hi there.
It’s good that you posted. It’s a first step. It sounds like you kind of want to talk, which is good. It’s hard. But it’s good and it helps and the work pays off. It truly does. I know it feels like s&$/ and the last thing you want to do is talk about it. But why go on with such pain when not talking makes it worse. Why should you have to feel bad. You didn’t do anything.
Is there any way you could find a professional to talk to? Or at least look into it? There may be organizations in your community, which is a starting point.
I think it’s brave that you posted. Especially because when others come to the site and read your post, they, too, might feel how you feel. And they’ll know they aren’t alone. It’ll help someone else.
I hope you’ll reach out further when you are ready. I know how it feels. Everyday is a struggle. But you do get some relief when you talk and meet others who have been through stuff, too.
There’s a Facebook page where you can connect with others, too. Check it out.
Thanks for posting. Be good to yourself.
Debra
I just plucked up enough courage to watch this film and thought I would check out the web site and its was the first post I read.
I am nearly 44 and denied myself the chance of children because of what happened to me when I was 10, I thought I did not deserve that happiness or any happiness, I have only recently told people what happened to me and my main regret about this is, if I had and got some help, I could of had a family which I have wanted since I was a little girl.
I have no idea how old you are but please don’t think you are not worthy. I cry as I type, please don’t end up like me, go talk and beat what happened and be happy and a mum x
You are already talking sweet heart. You had the courage to post this.
You had the courage to press send. Remember how brave even this step was.
Somebody wise once told me you can never recognize a quality in another unless you already possess it yourself. You wouldn’t know how to identify it; you have already been so brave.
My heart goes out to you.