How did being molested effect your life?

how did being molested effect your life?

I was molested as a kid and there hasnt been a single day thats gone by that I didn't want to kill my self

My brother that is 10 years older than me sucked my cock when I was 6 in the changing room and again when I was 17.

i was molested and i'm fine and rarely even think about. maybe you're too hung up on liking being a victim.

my babtsitter gave me a nice diaper fetish to remember him by, but no suicidality

story

The worst was people treating me like I was supposed to be fucked up forever, I wanted to move on from it.

was he a fag?

so did you brother make you gay? If so you should go to therapy so that your gayness can be cured and you should do revenge on your brother

I only lust for my brother's cock, so I'm not gay.

yes. It was in a church/daycare. I think there was some back door bullshit going on

again, story

are you pedo, datamining for some fapable experience reports?

no

you've redefined gay i see

sexuality is a flat circle

its made me really weird about sex and intimate relationships in general
a trend i've noticed is that i;ll go from wanting people to like me but when they actually start liking me i want to close myself off and distance myself from the world.
i guess this makes sense considering that it all likely comes back to trust issues that that piece of shit gave me

If you truly wanted to kill yourself, you would. You just like the stigma that comes along with being suicidal. It gets you high, you feel like you are a part of something.

lol retard

found the pedofags

If you think is wrong then you are a pedo. Just a heads up.

nice samefagging retard

I don't think you know what samefagging is

It literally runs in my family, every other generation. I will never drink to ensure I am always in control, since my grandfather molested my mom only when drunk.

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I was introduced to sex at a very young age. I found out how to ease myself, and been doing so since I was 3. I have been molested a couple times. Once when I was like 6. Dude took me and my friend into the woods and asked if we wanted to see him make milk. Mad us touch and lick it. I still remember it, but it doesn't haunt me and I am in no way gay. I discovered my dad's porn when I was 8 and never looked back. Been hooked on sex since, when most girls and boys were worried about cooties, I was sneaking little girls in the bathroom at school and touching their punannies under the desk. When i was around 9 or 10 this 14 year ild girl had me climb into bed with her and grabbed my hand to touch her pussy, and i loved it. It freaked me out but in hindsight it was fucking hot. Had a gf from down my street when I was 11 or 12. We always fooled around wirh our privates but never done anything. I had a friend who was 15 or 16 at the time, we went to his house and somehow ended up in his closet with her naked while he video taped. All in all, I am a chronic masturbator, a womanizer, and a pedo. Get on my level

As someone who was basically a child sex slave, It's a bit weird for me to read about how people were molested one time and they are scarred forever. Maybe I'm just insensitive and somewhat hypocritical but if it only happened one time a long time ago, how can it still bother you that much? Molestation also implies that you were sinply fondled and weren't penetrated or anything like that.

i was pretty fucked up as a teenager and being raised in a religious family didn't help so no one asked, no one said anything useful etc. i got over it when i was 16-17 though. i just forgave the people who did it and it helped coming to terms with my fucked up brain.
thing is you can't really confront them. they're already ashamed of what they did or they're just bad people so telling them that won't help. if they're not relatives it's a different story. go report their ass

dodged that bullet

damn. good luck bro

I had two brothers that were almost a decade older than me. My parents kinda had me by mistake, and by the time I came around they were pretty much done with the parenting routine, so my older brothers spent a lot of time watching me while they went out. I basically grew up as their sex toy. I mean it wasn't nonstop, it was pretty normal when nothing sexual was happening, we'd play games and watch tv and stuff, but if they were in the mood we'd watch some weird new porn and I'd pretty much do whatever they wanted to afterwards to emulate it. Pretty much if some new kink or act got stuck in their head, it was just a matter of time till I was on the receiving end.

They never did anything with each other, and I don't think they were really pedophiles. I think I was just an opportunistic thing for two horny boys who were watching someone alone. Everything outside the secret sex was totally normal, they were very protective of me and were great brothers as far as sheltering me and teaching me and warning me when I was naively making friends with someone shitty.

For about a year after I got old enough to realize how bad it was considered, I really hated them. Told them they were rapists, never talked to them. But I eventually decided it wasn't worth ruining all of our lives over and that it even though it was absolutely NOT okay, it also wasn't AS bad as outsiders would say it was. They weren't evil, they were dumb horny kids and once it started nothing ever came up to make it stop, but they weren't doing it to hurt me.

After the little freakout and calming down period, they'd do stuff for me and I'd still occasionally let them 'vent' with me for sex, but it was more like payment for a service than lust for me. I'd ask for some booze for a party and they'd go overboard getting me a lot, and then I'd spend a few weeks blowing them regularly in thanks, repeat. We still do stuff sometimes (especially because one has a wife who has never and will never do anal, and I basically grew up getting sodomized) but it's not in exchange for anything now, it's just some weird random one off encounters, I guess partially to prove we're still okay with what happened.

I don't feel messed up, we're all married and have families now, but I'd never let my kids do the same thing, and they both joke about how close they watch their own kids and how they can't believe our parents left us alone long enough for it to turn into what it did.

Life is just what you make of it in the end. Bad things happen, sometimes they're not as bad as they seem, sometimes they're worse, but you can't let that define who you are and what you live for.

its called being an attention whore

nice little story there you little faggot. almost believed you until you said you were married and had kids.

some niggers here are actually married and have a life outside IBs, cunt.

I know no one has any reason to believe anything written here, but for what it's worth the story is completely true. Telling it to a bunch of strangers actually feels really therapeutic, because I know anyone I tried to tell in person would just fall apart telling me about how awful my life is.

Also not a gay for what it's worth.

niggers be bitter and shet
nice story though

Lel. You didn't understand what the hell was going on. Why would you get trust issues from that? Even after you understood what had happened it's not as though he tortured you. Get over it retard.

What a pussy. It's just some fiddling. People will use you much worse later in life. Get over it.

Thanks. It honestly feels better than I thought it would to just say it plainly like that without having to turn it into a big dramatic event.

Sometimes events are so traumatic that they ruin a person's ability to function.

Much more common is people who are lazy and weak finding the bad events in their life and using it an excuse to explain why they can't function.

Anyone who's thought about suicide "literally every day" and hasn't either killed themselves or moved on is for sure in the second category.

So for those of you diddled who are all butthurt about it, can you tell us pedos how to go about it so that you'd have come away with a positive experience?

it's verbal/emotional molestation i guess but here goes. people will probably think this is bait but it's 100% true

I'm the one with the two older brothers who basically grew up as a toy.

Intent mattered a lot in that situation. If I thought they were prowling for children I WOULD have made sure that they wound up facing consequences. It's not okay. The only reason I decided I was alright with it was because of young each of really was in the grand scheme of things.

Don't diddle anyone.

It made me a better person.

Well I don't know if it was because of that or just for other reasons but I often get intimidated and withdrawn very easily and come off more feminine than I want too/should

Well You're probably very fucked up and don't want to admit it to be honest

Honestly kill them, not even joking or else you'll just fuck them up and turn them gay or some shot

I'm sorry for all the pain in this thread. Pedophiles create more pedophiles. Break the cycle.

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tbh being beaten daily was far more traumatic then the sexual abuse

It's more of a case child rape causes pedophillia than child sexaulisation

Don't make me throw studies at you.

Pedos should create their own state where everything is the same except fugging children is legal. All pedos from around the world should be allowed to migrate there and live a happy and peaceful life.
Then, after a while when enough of them have gathered we could throw a nuke on it.

When I was molested by my 11 year old female cousin when I was 13.
I didn't want to kill myself until after she moved miles away and I realized 14 years later that she was my only chance at sex..
Now I am pissed that she didn't have sex with me when she was here and I wanna die.

Pff.. not 14 years later.. I am bad at math apparently.

Damn bro

Jesus.. I don't think anyone here has anything on you..

I can say it's fucked me up in different ways, but I'm not bitter. And I'm not sad about it or suicidal

It's all in your mind. What would killing yourself get you away from?

You're worse than any pedo molester or terrorist. You are a traitor to your race.

jesus, grow a pair. theres a million worse things that are probably making you want to kill yourself right now more than that, and you want to blame that you got a dry orgasm a couple of years ago?

you know what i think? you consume too much media. media that tells you that you should feel horrible for something that is not as bad as they're telling you it is.

One thing I noticed is that a lot of stories leave out if the experience was homosexual or not. That's obviously a significant factor, because it leaves straight people, the vast majority of people, questioning if it makes them gay. Also, of course they would be far less likely to enjoy it, because they're less likely to be gay. Unless you happen to be a gay kid to begin with, but the odds of that are low. It's not even that I have anything against gay people, just that it's very obvious how it would be worse than a straight experience.

I'm willing to bet all the people who say they were messed up here had gay experiences.

Another thing I've noticed is that in many but not all cases of people saying they were messed up, when they give more details, it turns out that they weren't just touched, they were actually physically abused. Like one guy made a thread here maybe a year ago or so saying he wanted revenge against a woman who molested him when he was very young. Further discussion had him reveal that the really bad part wasn't touching his wiener or having him touch her vagoo, it was that she stuck needles in his asshole and injured him so majorly that he needed to have major surgery and now needs a colostomy bag. Like yeah no shit he's fucked up, but not because of "molestation." This goes far beyond that. The shit that hurt him wasn't even really sexual, it was just plain old torture. But most stories and stats will just call this "molestation," which does a disservice to the victim, lets the perp away with seeming like she didn't do as much, and skews the stats on what crime was actually committed.

Stop being a fag and learn to enjoy it.

this tbh

DATAMINE

"…you can be addicted to a certain kind of sadness" Gotye / Kimbra

I was molested as a child, but that only made me a perverted weirdo. Still, I enjoy life. Get over it.

Call her up again faggot. I'd literally kill to have an opportunity like that.

Same here but I would say it's more of me being a player. When I manage to trap someone it just makes me think they're easy and not worth. I'm a cynic and don't trust anyone, but I don't know if it was due to what I experienced or not. It did make me hate pedophiles, though.

I can admit I'm fucked up but I went through a lot. This might make me come off the wrong way but I feel like if I got molested once when I was like six and don't even fully remember the event that I wouldn't care too much, so I question the people who do care so much

You realise not everyone is the same, right?

That's fucked, bro.

Is there video or picture evidence of your molestation? and if so you do you pleasure yourself to it?

do you pleasure yourself to the thought of people pleasuring themselves to the picture of their own molestation?

either you are an incredibly consistent larper or you're actually telling the truth, because I read a long series of posts by you on halfchan like a montha go

yes dr rubin

im pleasuring myself to the thought of you pleasuring yourself to the thought of people pleasuring themselves to the picture of their own molestation

I molest myself 2-3x a week and I turned out ok tbh

Dont you love yourself?

Look what I just did

yep, some people are attention whores who whine endlessly. Anyone with an internet connection knows that.

The pedophile conspiracy theory, is it?

i was fucking miserabel for years. gotten over it now though

This is my second day living in a room I just rented, and I don't know if the internet activity is being watched, but fuck it here it goes anyway.

When I was 8 years old I had a friend who, in hindsight, was obviously being molested. He made sexual advances on me and called it 'playing naked'. I didn't like it, I didn't understand what was happening, but I kind of went along with it because I didn't know any better. At this stage in my life, my memory is bad (alcoholism and drugs), but I can still remember this like it was yesterday (as much as i wish i didn't).
Fast forward a few years. My little sister has a friend who has a crush on me. She does things like grab my butt. I don't know what to do, because I know I'm supposed to like girls my own age. I tell her to fuck off.
Fast forward to age 18… I am coming to terms with the fact that i'm jared from subway. It's a horrible realization. self-hatred and drug abuse ensues, tell myself I'm happy but i'm not, try to be normal but i can't. I find htchan, and it's all over.
i'm not traumatized, i was never raped, but what i went through left me with a perverted sex drive, and i've always hated myself for it. I'm getting better, but it's been a long road, and I know i'll never be normal. I hope you Holla Forumstards realize that when you hurt a child in that way, you're also hurting people around them.

What happen when you play naked?

I can relate, though I know one of my brothers is an actual pedophile, the oldest is complicated, he moved out when I was 13. Molested me one more time, but he felt gay when I ejaculated into his hand, I panicked and said that I didn't realize I could (lie) . After that last incident, we stopped, it was too awkward and I was done with it.

And everything preceding that wasn't gay? That's hot, user. Your brother is selfish. I would have continued to pleasure you regardless if it felt gay, not leave you alone in your mess. He literally just used you.

I wouldn't call it being "molested", but it sort of was, basically I got /ss/'d by my cousin (female); I thought it was fuckin great.


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sorry hungry, cont'd?

this sounds like a porno. but yeah go on

thanks mom

Your degeneracy has me hooked user, please continue.

Why does she have her boyfriend's fleshlight? Why would have one at all in a relationship, and how did he let his precious plastic woman be stolen by 2DPD?

And that's how I got a used flesh-light and a blowjob from my cousin, she gave me another blowjob for my 18th birthday too, we didn't mess around anymore though because she usually has a boyfriend.

ex-boyfriend left it, apparently he was an asshole

well you managed to give me a boner. so cheers to that.
i think it's time you become a man and pleasure her this time.

I was raped when I was about five by a teen and coerced into performing sexual favors for various people in my life from like two or three to twelve. I'm pretty certain that left my sexuality totally fucked and I had a very difficult time distinguishing sex from friendship. Having been taken advantage of by quite a few individuals calling me their "friend" throughout my childhood, I viewed those two things as being very intertwined and that cost me several real friendships.

I've been struggling with the rape for a long time. The minor stuff–sucking dick and giving handjobs to people I thought my friends–probably fucked me up, but I don't think it really compares. It might have been warping, but it wasn't traumatizing in nearly the same way. I had nightmares for years and struggled every day to push the thoughts away, but your mind just doesn't really work like that. I recall so desperately wishing that I could just forget it all happened and move on, but I was instead blessed with the amazing capacity to recall and re-experience the event in more vivid detail than anything else I've ever pictured in my life (though not really flashbacks). I felt intensely guilty, too, which doesn't make a whole lot of sense. I blamed myself for a long time and eventually grew to feel very emasculated. I recall the principal of my elementary school once remarking out of the blue that she "heard an interesting story about me as a kid" and I was terrified by the notion that she knew–that the school faculty and possibly my peers knew. Simple things bothered, me too, like boys and sometimes even girls asking if I were a virgin. Yes? No? I never put my dick in a girl, but I had a dick in my ass. That's pretty silly, sure, but I was a kid. There was a lot of small shit like that piling on to my growing anxiety. I got over much of it, thankfully, and am now a relatively functional adult with some serious self-image and anxiety issues totally incapable of maintaining close relationships.

Although unfortunate, it happens. I try to pick myself up and move on, but it's hard. I've considered killing myself, too, but I sincerely doubt I ever will. Just a thought I've silently entertained for half my life. I've also considered seeing a therapist, but I'm rather afraid it'd just be a waste of time and money (as well as being extremely uncomfortable with the notion of discussing any of this with a real person–especially someone I'm to develop a rapport with). I've just been self-medicating instead.

Man that sucks but it was a good read. Wish you the very best in life. Stay strong.

i was never molested but did molest and rape my younger female cousin. when she was around 11 she started drinking alcohol and smoking cogarettes. my routine was pretty ordinary so she couldalways tell when i was in the mood. near the end she would realize i was about to molest her and start drinking beforehand. afterwards she would sneak outside her window and smoke in the backyard for a bit while i either cleaned up or just laid there and fell asleep. not often but sometimes she would have tears roll down her face while i was having sex with her and wipe them away silently. just like a tear or two then back to a blank stare like normal.

at 14 she started smoking pot and doing pills. im not sure why. by then i hadnt been having sex with her. i stopped when she was around 12. it was noticable and our whole family knew she was a druggie now. a week before she killed herself i took off from work to help our grandma. she was skipping school. i went in her room and started feeling her breasts while she watched tv. she was smoking a joint as i molested her. then i went to the bathroom to rub one out. as i said earlier she had gotten really ugly so i didnt fuck her anymore. not for years. puberty fucked her up. so she tells me if i can buy her some alcohol. i said okay. bought her some cheap vodka then left

a week later she committed suicide. everyone blamed the drugs. i "may" have had something to do with it but honestly by that point she was a total whore sleeping with a different guy every week. oh yea and bareback hence why i REALLY didnt want to fuck her anymore. gross slut. But in all honesty i dont think it was me. i had stopped having sex with her and making her do things to me for years beforehand. that was her own fault. she got problems

It's not every other generation. It's every generation.

Pedophilia is a mating strategy that ensures fidelity. Studies show the younger you are when you get married, the less likely you are to cheat. No reason for that trend to break when you get married at a single digit age.

It's funny how all these progressives are pushing for "pedophile acceptance" while at the same time trying to raise the age of consent–"why is it still legal to marry at 12 in some states?"

Note that child marriage also prevents covert molestation. Much of the harm of molestation comes from the need for secrecy. There is no shame in being touched by your husband. But your grandfather? The fat neighbor? Your BROTHER? That colors you in a socially harmful way.

TBH, things should be like they used to be. Let men court girls with chaperones, even at very young ages, with the prior consent of the parents. Arrange marriages. Redirect all the sexual energy going into this covert molestation into something productive. Make the bastards work to get what they want.

Here's a clue. Women can never be friends with men (absent exclusive faggots). Men can never be friends with gay men. They will always view you as a sex object OR as a disgusting, ugly creature that they could fuck if they wanted to, but they don't want to.

If you are a straight male, make friends with other straight males. Sex between you should never come up. Same if you are a woman or a faggot. Just make female friends.

Since you are a man, and your "friends" are whipping out dicks around you, you have the wrong friends. Tie them to the back of a truck and drag them until all that is left is a bloody rope. Then go make some friends with straight guys. Don't you whip out your dick either.

tell us more about your cousin user

you may grow out of it in your mid-20s, don't worry crazy amount about it!

Definitely your fault you sick, in denial fuck

that's not how sexual orientation works, user. it develops in early puberty and stays that way.