I am better now.

When I was around 6 years old I was… for a lack of a better word… molested by my brother. It happened at least 3 times (that I remember). Always when we were alone, he would pull me onto the floor or bed so we were chest to chest and he was on his back. Then he would slide his hands down my panties and grab my ass. He would always smile and squeeze it. I would try to push away but everytime I managed to pry him off he would grab me again until I managed to get to where others were. I didn’t tell anyone untill I was around 13. Was I really molested? -author

One Reply to “I am better now.”

  1. When I was 8 the same thing happened to me on multiple occasions. Yes, you were hurt but I am so happy that you are better now, recovery from such a traumatic event, especially with someone who should be a trusted loved one, will take a long time. I am still recovering, and the memories still haunt me, but know you’re not alone.

    When you’re ready, talk about it with someone. I wasn’t ready to talk about it withmy mother when she found out. And 5 psychiatrists, psychologists and councillors later, I am still not ready to talk about it. My councillor recently said that when we talk about our trauma’s, it can retraumatize us. So just be patient with yourself darling, and always remember that it is NOT your fault and never will be.

    I don’t know who you are. Or whether you’re a man or a woman. I may never see you or cry with you or get drunk with you. But I love you. I hope that you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better, and that one day people have roses again. I wish I could kiss you.

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