The 16 Signs of Childhood Sexual Abuse

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Over many years of working with survivors of childhood abuse, in all of its many permutations and combinations, I’ve come to believe that there is a constellation of symptoms or behaviors in adults which suggest they might have been abused as children. While these are more applicable to sexual abuse, some apply to physical abuse victims and a few apply to the other types of abuse we put children through.

Disclosure: the most exhaustive list I’ve ever found is in the book Secret Survivors, by E. Sue Blume. It’s an old one (1998) but it is still worth reading if any of this feels like it might be your truth.

It is not my place as a therapist, in my opinion, to diagnose or make decisions about your past.  It is my job to help you discover it for yourself.  So while the items on this list are common in the people I’ve worked with, I do NOT use it as a tool to tell clients they’ve been abused. I use it for my information only. It provides a possible underlying reason that my client chose to come to therapy at this time. The same is true for you — you must NOT read this list and say to yourself “I ticked off most of these characteristics, so I must have been abused”. That’s not the way this stuff works. {Sorry}

Abuse survivors often:

1. Have a very sensitive gag reflex

2. Can’t tolerate having water hit them in the face (in the shower or pool)

3. May not enjoy bathing; personal hygiene can be a challenge; alternately they may shower fastidiously and too often

4. Dressing inappropriately (either very modestly or very immodestly) for the weather and their size

5. Obesity (in my clients about 1/3 of the obese women were sexually abused)

6. Have eating disorders, alcoholism andor/ virtually every form of addiction, including sex

7. Abuse themselves – cutting, picking at the skin, burning (usually from cigarettes)

8. Lack boundaries, physically, emotionally and spiritually

9. Have ‘dead zones’ on the body (for example, may not know body has wet spots after toweling off after a shower, or she may not know how she got a bruise)

10. Are unable to make love in certain positions

11. Can’t remember periods during childhood or realize that everything happened at ‘8 or 9 or…’

12. Feel crazy, or different, or alone; also feel dirty and unworthy

13. Regularly see double entendres in ordinary conversation

14. Not trust the body (to be strong, graceful, reliable, healthy)

15. Suffer emotional abreactions: reliving the emotions of the abuse when confronted with specific stimuli, e.g. smells (aftershave or cooked cabbage like Grandma always made) or sounds (a footstep in the hall at night) or images (a type of bed or a sofa in the basement) or touch (the hair, or lack of, on a man’s chest) or taste (slimy, tart, or spicy). This is usually part of PTSD, but that deserves a post of its own, because of the complexity of the topic.

16. Arousal when reading about a child who’s been victimized. This is the body’s response to the victim’s sexual ‘education’ and is particularly prevalent if the victim was groomed over a period of time.  But it is the most shameful reaction for victims and one that is the hardest to talk about. It is also the only item on this list that makes me mad.  I’m not talking about the arousal of a perpetrator here, but the reaction of my client who feels ashamed because “Something is wrong with me if I feel this way”. It reinforces the message they were given during the abuse that said “this is your fault” or “you like it”. This message is incredibly complicated if the victim experienced arousal during the abuse. (Yes it happens – it’s natural and it’s normal).This isn’t a person who is aroused looking at a child but only when reading about the abuse done to children. (All my women clients who report this symptom admit it only comes when reading, but I have a small sample.)

It should be clear that the effects of childhood sexual abuse are long term and insidious. They don’t go away unless treated and resolved. They vary in complexity and how they interact. They are always impacted by the role the client has adopted to handle the stress of her family of origin.

And they are always treatable. They can be resolved, diminished or made manageable. The important thing is to accept that if ‘something doesn’t feel right’, it probably isn’t. And that there is no shame for what was done to you.


If you doubt that, please go and watch children playing at a park or in a yard or in their home.  Preferably watch children who are about the age you were at the time of your abuse or when it began. Watch them carefully. Then tell me what is sexual about their behavior.

Little kids love to run around without clothes.  It’s natural for them.  Tell me what is sexual about a 2 or 3 year old running and giggling because she got out of the bathroom after her bath and is enjoying the escape.

Kids are not sexual – unless a perpetrator has taught them to be.


  1. I think I was abused. I mean I know the neighbor boy triedor even succeeded. But I think there is more. I can remember master bating in Kindergarten in the corners of tables all the way through middle school. Teachers would constantly send me to the “counselor” and speak to my parents but it persisted up to this day. My dad used to stick his tongue out when he’d kiss us and laugh, I never thought it was funny. I always cried during sex as a teen and usually had sex way to early with boys. I think I had a good family and therefore,I don’t know why I feel this way but I’m tearing up just speaking of it now. How can I know for sure? I

    • finding out for sure is one of the hardest things that we face. there is no way to know for sure unless there’s witnesses. However, as good as your family was, your dad sticking his tongue out when he kissed you was inappropriate. that is a very intimate action that is best reserved for an intimate partner. if this was happening it is possible that other things did too. Remember that all kinds of good families have sexual abuse. it is a power move by men…So work with a therapist who is experienced in this field. Be honest. and with time, you’ll know. just know. like you know your name. Good luck

  2. I have a grave amou9nt of concern that I was sexually abused as a child. I often had nightmares where I would dream that someone had their hands over my mouth and that I was silencing me, while inappropriately touching me. When I was younger and I would have these nightmares, I would wet myself. Although the bed wetting went away, the dreams never did.

    I can recall a vague memory of me being forced to be in a bed with an older cousin. And I remember him trying to comfort me to keep me from crying. I recently asked my mother if I ever complained about someone touching me inappropriately, and she mentioned that this same cousin would watch me, and I would cry anytime I went over there so she stopped allowing this aunt to watch me. She also told me that I mentioned to her that he touched another cousin, and when she said it, a certain fear came over me, and I still did not want to tell her that I thought it was me.

    Now that I am married and have kids, I still find it challenging to completely enjoy sex. I have always pretty reserved with sex, but a lot of times, I only enjoy sex when I envision that I am being held captive or forced in some situations.

    I struggle with wondering how I could have been molested and not remember the incident, as well as wondering why I would be aroused at the thought of being abused. The entire thought process seems illogical, because this would mean that I would somehow be turned on by the abuse that I received as a child. Nonetheless, I can not shake the feeling that something happened to me as a child. I would hate to try digging into something, and nothing truly happened, but even reading these signs adds further inclination that something may have truly happened.

    Any advice would greatly be appreciated.

    • My apologies for the late reply. Not remembering is common. when we are severely traumatized as children, we often lack the words to explain what happened and the even is blocked out of our consciousness. the only rememdy i can suggest is the same as usual. please find a qualified, professional therapist who has experience working in this field. they will help you determine if sexual abuse is in your past and then help you heal. good luck

  3. I’m not sure if anything happened to me, but I know when I was around 5, 6, or 7 I went through a bought of deep depression. I hated myself, the way I looked my personality, everything. and I didn’t know why. I know around that time also I would draw pictures of naked people both male and adult female genitalia. I sometimes would lay down to go to sleep and I’d start thinking of BDSM stuff, especially stuff done to adult woman, but I dont know where I’d get those thoughts from. I started masturbating during that time too, and would sometimes put a sock in my pants to rub against a pillow. I felt sick and ashamed with all of these things. I also got into a incest relationship once or twice with the sister that was 2 years older than me. We were only “pretending” in a game, I played the part of the male. I dont remember the details other than the fact we were naked in bed together and roleplaying, and I felt so sick and ashamed. The masturbation went away for awhile then seems like it came back around 9 or 10 and I almost felt addicted. Like, worried that going to camp I wouldn’t be able to masturbate. It subsides and intensifies on and off throughout my life.

    As for the BDSM stuff, I dont recall ever seeing that kind of stuff in a movie, all though once or twice I saw sex scenes and Birds which was graphic and traumatized me (I only saw the part where someone’s eyes got poked out). When I first started masturbating it was usually involving me sticking stuff like bobby pins, pencils on my lips or other places to cause so pain. I dont know why I had that sick desire.

    Most of my childhood is kinda blank, I was forgotten and neglected at times by my parents.

    I got into porn when I was twelve, and have been since then. Abusive porn to women was especially stimulating for me. I once after masturbating forced my dogs face into my genitals.

    Why was I like this? Why violence towards adult females stimulating to me? Why did I pretend to have a penis to rub into the pillow? Why did I want to receive torture/BDSM sexual stuff?

    I know as far back as I can remember I have never liked men very much except for my dad. When I was 12 that changed. He became abusive emotionally and psychologically, and sexist which in itself tore me to shreds emotionally. I felt very unloved by him and though my mom was sorta abusive too, I would still defend her when he’d scream at her. I do not trust people at all. I have never had sex (that I am aware of) and I’m 24. I have severe anxiety and anytime a guy starts showing interest in me I pull away from him and avoid him. Even when I liked him a lot.

    If something did happen to me the only culprits I have are:

    I know one of my sisters fiancés around the time I was 6, 7, or 8 stayed with our family for a few months, and I know I have never liked him from the first time I met him for some reason, but I dont remember ever being alone with him during that time in my life. As a teenager I’ve witnessed him glaring at his 7 y/o daughter because she was pretending to be a puppydog and laid down and it kinda looked like a porn star pose. He thought no one was looking but I saw him, and she suddenly changed her position seeing her dad glare at her like that.

    I know one of my older sisters who was a teenager at that time I was first starting to masturbate, she had been molested as a 3 y/o and the memories came back it was someone from when we lived in a different state, some teenager boy at the time. But for some reason she has always hated me. She was psychologically abusive once or twice (pretending to kill my pet grasshoppers and telling me how she shook them in their jar over and over until they died and she was laughing at the fact I was crying) and physically abusive to me. She once strangled me in public, pretending she was kidding, but I almost passed out (I was 9 at the time) and ever since then I can’t let anyone touch my throat without revolting.

    My dad is a possibility just because it usually is that dad, and I didn’t really understand why I hated him so severely and blindly as a teenager. but it could just be because I felt rejected by him.

    I had another brother-in-law stay with us when I was 3 and 4 but I dont think he did anything. I didn’t have problems back then.

    I do remember my family having this guy over, a friend of the family, when I was about 5, 6, or 7. And I remember thinking he was really hot and kinda lusting after his body but at the same time I was particularly afraid of him. I can’t remember if this was before or after I started having perversion. Those three years of my childhood all blend in together. Anyways, some reason I felt guilty but I cant remember why I felt guilty when he was around.
    My mom recently mentioned him randomly and said he was a nice guy, he was in the military at the time and talked about how he didn’t really like it because all the guys there were watching porn in the open and it bothered him. So maybe that’s true he wasn’t a bad guy and I felt ashamed because I was crushing on him? I would always feel ashamed whenever I had a crush on a guy, all the way up into my teen years I’ve been like that. I’m not sure if that’s normal or why I’m like that?

    Does anyone know what’s wrong with me? And how likely I am to have had something happen to me? Also I’ve always felt kinda nasty and unworthy especially when I tried to practice my religion, which was the result of these perversions.

    • I apologize for the delay in responding. you certainly have many of the symptoms of being abused in childhood. However, I can’t tell from a post. finding out is a personal process where you interact with a professional with experience in this field and discover your truth. remember that there are all sorts of sexual abuse. watching your parents, or other adults can do a lot of damage to a sensitive child.

      what I’d like you to know is that I have had clients present with many of the realities you present. they weren’t crazy or dysfunctional and neither are you. There is something troubling in your past and it can be healed, just as theirs was. You may never know exactly what happened. but you can heal all the shame and guilt and uncertainty and live a wonderful, productive life if you do the work. it’s not easy, nor is it usually fast, but it can be done. myself and many of my clients have had success in healing the past of abuse and pain. You can do it too.

    • I feel so sad that I read your post and felt like I could relate to it on many levels. I was always ashamed of liking boys as well. I remember having a boyfriend in kindergarten and my mom freaking out saying I was too young for a boyfriend ad then didn’t talk about or like boys until almost high school. I have always been dirty minded and a pervert without any effort. I used to hump my bed when I was a kid. I never knew if any of these things were normal. I don’t recall ever being abused in any way. I am ashamed to admit I have the same issues with choice of porn. I wish we knew the answers, but then again maybe theres a reason we cant remember.

      • You’re okay. normal is normal…keep talking and being honest. Good luck

  4. I have this feeling that something is really wrong, but i have no idea what it is. I kind of feel out of touch with myself, like it is not my body and that im not real sometimes. I have a very foggy memory, and my prespective of time is wrong. I say to my mom when i was 6 i did that, and then my mother would say i was 8 at the time. I did not have any problems until i was around 15, that was when my eating disorder started and i began to selfharm. I reallly never had a reason for it and never understood why it happend. I later became very depressed and was suicidal. When i got help for my problems they asked if was sexually abused, and at the moment they asked me that i felt sick to my stomach, i wanted to throw up and i felt like i was going to cry. I never said anything about it at the time and i moved on.

    I later came out as gay, but i find myself looking at men at men, and then feeling ashamed because of it. It is not like i want to marry them or fall inlove, but something about the sexual part is embarrasing and shamefull.

    I remember at the age of 7 or 8 that me and my friend took pictures of our vagina with a camera, but i never really knew why i did it, when i was around 11 i remember grinding myself up against the wall and my dogs and being kind of sexual in school while showering after gym class. When i was 11 i began watching porn and people making out, i never really knew how that got in my head. When i was 13 i started to watch all of the episodes of law and order which contained sexual abuse towards children and when my brother asked my why i told him that i could relate to it.

    When i was 16 i could not stand being touched by my dad or men in general, i did not want to live with my dad and went many months without seeing him much. It always seems that when im with my dad, my eating disorder and self harm get worse or out of control.

    I often have an arousing feeling when thinking about rape or me being sexually abused when i was little, and often think that i should be raped. When im sleeping i can not sleep with my legs open and i find it uncomfortable to sleep with my back towards the door.

    When i watch videos of myself i always find it so uncomfortable when my dad would give cuddles up and down my back, and also the idea of sleeping in his bed until i was about 11 gives me the creeps. I also remember never wanting to shower when i was younger and my mother had to tell me to take one all the time. When i was around 14 i got bacterial vaginosis, but i never had sex. it keeps comming back a lot.

    I now suffer form anxiety, but it never find out what it is caused by, but it became worse when i stared my new school. The smell and the walls remind me of the school i went to in first grade, but i hardly rememeber anything about that place or where we lived at the time. I also had alot of stomach pain and constipations when i grew up, but i never found out why.

    Recently i was suppose to ride alone in my teachers car (a man)and i completly broke down by the thought of it. Crying and began to panick. I was crying like i never had before, because it felt such incredible sadness in my stomach, like it was buried away, but it finally came to the surface. That night i could not sleep very well, i woke up many times in horror. It was like someone was hugging me extremely tight and could not get away, and i had a feeling that someone was watching me.

    When watching information videos about the topic i wanna cry or throw up. My mother asked me if something happend when i was younger and kinda panicked when she asked me. Also recently i sorted out my old clothes and my dad had kept my underwear from when i was little, there was underwear from when i was 11. I asked why and he responded with because they are cute. I thought that was so disgusting.
    One night my dad came home drunk and my first tought was that he was going to rape me or something, i was scared to go to bed that night as i thought he was goning to enter my room and touch me.

    I was sexually harrased by a boy when i was in high school, but this feeling is something deeper and different.
    I am afraid that i am making this up,because i never could imagine my dad doing that to me. It makes me wonder if it is true or not, ecpesially when he shows that he is worried about me.
    I also want to mention that my younger brother wet the bed at night and also through the day until he was 11 or so. He was also very violent.I dont know if it has something to do with it, but i wanted to mention it.

    I dont know what to do about this, it feles like im losing my mind.
    Im almost 18 by the way.

    • I alos want to mention that i hate tampons and it hurts when using them. Anything about putting things up there hurts a lot. I forgot to say that i started to mastrubate when i was 10-11 too

      • more common symptoms. thanks for sharing

    • Certainly you share many characteristics of women who were sexually abused. without more concrete memories, the work of healing gets harder — it’s possible but harder. So the first question i’d put to you is do you want to be a strong competent woman? if not, that’s fine. but if the answer is yes, then there’s lots to be done. it won’t be easy. It won’t be fast either, but recovery and healing and self-love are out there, waiting for you. But you have to do the work.

      I’ll be honest, it will be terrifying. It is for all survivors. But we always begin the work with the knowledge that we survived. We are not victims any more. we are grown ups who will not take abuse lying down. we’ll scream, and holler and move forward in our lives, as terrifying as it is.

      Work with a sexual abuse therapist who is knowledge about survivors without concrete memories. Ask them that question and see their response. ask a number of therapists that question and compare answers. You do NOT have to have memories to heal. I don’t have many and many of my clients have no memories at all.

      Sexual abuse creates a collage of symptoms which debilitate us in adulthood. Our job is to work with the symptoms and heal them. you can’t undo the abuse. Knowing who did it won’t make the symptoms go away. Dealing with the fall out from the abuse, becoming competent, whole, and healthy women is the key point here. and you can do this…but you have to take the risks, do the work, and know that many of us have walked in your shoes and we are living wonderful, rich lives…some with women, some with men, and some contentedly on our own…Most importantly, lives free from fear, panic, self-harm, and uncertainty.

      good luck

  5. Hello, I have just read your article and I am very conflicted.

    Recently an uncle of mine came over and visited us and they stayed with us for about a week. My uncle who we will call John has always been apart of my life, I have known him since birth and I have always trusted him. Now growing up my home life was very turbulent, my father was abusive ( though I was hardly hit as I was my fathers favorite) and my parents argued a lot, this has left me with the inability to trust people and daddy issues. Anyway that was when I was a child and now as a teenager I have completely forgiven my father and we are rebuilding our relationship together (though I do still suffer the mental repercussions of that experience).

    As I was saying my uncle came over and as soon as I saw him it was like all the love and trust for him completely disappeared, my mind and every fibre of my body was like run away and I was just panicking and I was so scared of him yet so so angry like I wanted to kill him. And I was shocked since I have NEVER reacted so strongly to anyone but it was like my mind and body was just freaking out. That entire week I felt him watching me and I just felt so threatened and so unsure if I was just making it up. It was only after he left that I could relax and breathe again and I remember I just went into my room and cried because I was so exhausted. I have always trusted him since he has been a constant person in my life but now I just don’t even want to think about him and I am so glad there is an ocean between us. And my siblings felt completely at ease with him so I was so unsure of everything.

    I’m not saying I was sexually abused but lately I have just been so confused and have been questioning everything. A couple of weeks ago I was talking to my sister about our childhood and how crazy it was anyway she was talking to me bout that when the subject turned to 2013 the year we moved and she was talking about how it was the worst time for my parents as they were fighting everyday and it was so hard and even worse than the fights as a kid and I was shocked because I remember nothing, I mean I was old enough I was around 12/13 years old so I was aware but I remember absolutely nothing about them or home like it was erased from my memory though only thing I can remember is school and Christmas which was the happiest time for me. Do I have repressed memories? And I know this has nothing to do with sexual abuse is it possible to repress something so traumatic like rape or abuse?

    I mean I have no memory of it but I have suspected it as I was growing up. I am just so hateful and distrusting and it may be a product of a rocky childhood but there is just a feeling inside of me like I can’t trust any male ( except my brothers) even though I have known you for a long long time. And there are just places I can’t be touched with freaking out these places include my thighs, my back and my neck. I remember one time I was younger and I was on the scooter and I fell off and landed at a weird angle cutting my neck on the scooter and getting grazes on my knees and thighs and I remember my mum who I trust more than anyone in the entire world was tying to put a plaster on my neck and I remember just freaking I refused to let her touch me on my legs and necks and I was so scared and I remember she grabbed me by the shoulder and firmly but gently grabbed my neck to put the plaster on and I lost it I was crying and trying to get away from her and when she didn’t let go I hit her. I don’t think you know how big of a deal it is to hit your mother, but it is a huge deal. But I just remember swinging out and punching her in the face because I was so scared and desperate to get away from her. I am also very weary of touch, I don’t like hugs or holding hands or even when people lean against me I just feel so uncomfortable and I avoid it as much as I can. Another thing is what you said about being aroused. I am so ashamed to admit it but whenever I read erotic stories it was always about being molested or forced or just messed up stuff like that and I am so confused and scared of my min. Do you think this has anything to do with me being a teenager with all my weird hormones and stuff? What do you think is happening with me?

    • I also have a weird obsession with watching rape scenes in movies and it is a constant thought in my head. Am I messed mentally?!?!?!?

    • All I can suggest is that you work with a professional therapist who can help you sort it all out. Do the work, get the answers and heal.

      Good luck

  6. I’m so glad i found this article. I had searched for answers on why i couldnt remember the face of my molester, but the events on which they happened. I had started to think that maybe it was a memory implanted into my mind by media or some other means, and reading this furthers my thoughts on my experience. I’m not affected by my experience, and i function normally, but i dont really think that my memories were fake. I had just offered up the excuse of media to get some type of closure, but even then i could sense something was wrong. Do you think there is any way i could uncover the identity of my molester? The section of the article where you mentioned that sometimes victims associate their experience with arousal, made me feel better about my feelings towards my experience. It gave me a possible reason for my emotions and my body’s reaction to stimuli. I assume that my abuser was part of my family, and was wondering if that could translate to me wanting to be romantically involved with a cousins (2nd and immediate)? I was also wondering if that would explain my attraction to men that are wildly older than me? Im in my late teens, and i’m usually attracted to men in their 50s, or men in positions of authority. I know that can be contributed to my daddy issues, but im still wondering if this could be the cause. What is the probability that my memories of my sexual abuse were fake? I would like to know before taking legal action.

    • you may not ever remember. no one can tell. do the work and your mind may open up that memory.. good luuck

      Hi – I’m sorry to post after all this time but I am in the exact same position as you. I can remember certain things being done to me as a very young child, but I can’t remember the face of who did it. I was extremely sexual as a child. I seemed to know and do things that a 5 year old shouldn’t have known. I am also attracted to men who are a LOT older. I always have been even as a young teen. I’ve always hated hugs and any intimacy – even if it’s just kissing or hugging. How are you getting on now? Did you try any type of therapy? Did you ever remember who your abuser was? I don’t know if it’s worth trying to sort all my many issues out or just push them to the back of my mind and live with them since I can’t even remember who abused me. What disgusts me is I remember enjoying most of my “abuse” because a lot of it was made into a game so I remember laughing a lot and thinking it felt good. I haven’t told a soul about all this and it would kill my parents if I ever brought this subject up. My heart goes out to everyone posting here.

  7. Is there any way for me to bring up the topic of possibly being sexually abused as a child and just suppressing the memory as a minor and not have to bring in the law? I’m not sure if I was, I just have these feelings that something bad happened, that’s the thing. I’m only 15, but I can’t remember much past nine. All I know, is that around that age I became very depressed and that hasn’t gone away. I have these times when I don’t remember anything at all over these past six years, like I’m blocking myself from remembering something. My friend who I’ve talked to about this said maybe finding out the truth may help with some problems I deal with. I just don’t want it to be that big of a deal, I live in a small town so it would spread like wild fire and I can’t handle that. I don’t like being pitted and people already think I’m off. I don’t know, but is there? I can’t wait until I’m an adult, these thoughts and feelings are getting to me now and I don’t know what to do anymore.

    • I’m in Canada so can’t speak to your jurisdiction and laws, but not likely. Even asking the question may start something. I appreciate that you want to know but don’t want everyone in your business.

      Many places have an information line, distress centre, or something equivalent. You might try there. There are also 12 step groups like Alateen where There is lots of information in the members. Remember that you did nothing wrong. You were a victim of something that caused the depression and so be strong until you’re an adult, if there’s no way yo find out now.

      Good luck

      • Thank you Louise, you don’t understand how helpful that small comment is to me.

        • good luck and stay strong.

          • Hi my name is Stuart .I’m 43 years old. I went to an all boys modern.Orthodox Jewish institution sleep away camp at the age of 9 located in pocono mountains Pennsylvania . I was sexually molested repeatedly by one of the staff members during the nighttime The staff member took off my clothes smeared toothpaste on my stomach, put it inside my bellybutton and on my private area. along with 5 other bunk mates.. I ‘v been suffering in silence and shame since 1984, I’ve been getting repressed memories, anxiety, panic, depressed and sometime nightmares. It’s not an easy situation what I’m going through. This sleep away camp has a history of decades of abuse. I am in counseling which i go every Thursday. She mentioned to me to call law firm to see if i have a legal claim against them and that its worth inquiring . I have a firm in mind that deals with adult survivors of sexual abuse and specializes in the statue of limitations. My question to you Louise is should I proceed with it and email them to see if they take my case.? Thanks I appreciate it

            • Stuart thanks for sharing here. I can’t tell you what to do. For some people the ability to be heard and for the world to know what happened is cathartic and wonderful. But remember that asking the law firm doesn’t mean that anything will happen…it just means that you trust yourself and your truth enough to ask the preliminary questions.

              good luck

  8. Hi Louise. I’ve been through quite a bit of therapy over the years, but for some reason, the possibility of having experienced some sort of sexual trauma as a child is something that I only really began think about addressing in therapy possibly in the last year or so. Most of the memories that cause concern for me imvolve my occasional behaviour as a child. There’s very little doubt in my mind that certain things happened to me as a child and that they may be the reason that I’ve continued to have certain difficulties in my current life. However, a large factor in my ability to get help right now is my financial situation. Much of the good help that’s available is not cheap, and my benefits don’t cover a very large amount with regards to psychological services. Would you have any advice about options I might be able to explore?

    • There are some excellent 12 step groups for you. Don’t be affected by some of their language around spirituality. Instead focus on the message. Sexual Survivors Anonymous in one but there are others. Good luck

  9. Even just writing this makes me uncomfortable but i just like to know if the symptoms im experiencing are signs that i was abused and should get help.
    Once i heard of supressed memories, this unsafe feeling of being touched as a child came to mind but i have no memory of it. What i do remember as a child was playing with barbies and male figures and making them do sexual things to eachother while no one was around. I would always touch myself as early as i can remember, probably 4, and sometimes my dad would catch me and get upset and tell me to stop. I didnt even know what the word sex was or anything about it but i seemed to have an understanding of my own. I always wanted to watch tv or movies with sexxual things and when i finally had access to porn i would watch non stop. Reading about kids being sexually abused, i get aroused when i dont want to, sometimes ill randomly get aroused by an older male that i dont trust, or i feel like everyone wants to get in my pants and i get this panic unsafe tingly feeling and an uncomfortable kinda butterfly feeling in my stomach/gut, something i cant explain and i dont want anyone to touch me or lay a finger on me until that feeling goes away. (So far ive noticed its once in a while and it will be a male that triggered the feeling. But sometimes now ill be around women and ill get the feeling, i dont know if its a scent or something or maybe my mind is just trying to push the memory out more and more now). Ive never reallly trusted men, except for my father. But now that im questioning all this, ive started getting negative thoughts of my father, like he will do something to me while im asleep or something. All the males of my childhood i was ok with, except for one that my grandmother was dating at the time. I dont have much memories of him but i remember not liking him at all. I was thinking he could have done something, since sometimes when i watch porn ill watch an old guy with a young girl and then i feel guilty and gross afterwards. Maybe it was someone else and all of this is just falling on my dad because hes the only male figure in my life, ive always hung out with girls becsuse im comfortable with them. Im also a lesbian i dont know if that has to do with anything but sometimes i do question my sexuality. When im naked and changing im paranoid of someone walking in even if the door is locked, especially my dad. The first time i did something with my ex bf, i went home and cried and felt guilty and i didnt know why. He did oral, i didnt do anything to him, nor did he pressure me because he knew i was a virgin. (I assumed it was maybe because i wasnt ready to do anything even though i gave consent and trusted him). But when i finally lost my virginity i didnt feel guilty, so it maybe was that i wasnt but im not sure. He was the only guy i was with, ive just been seeing girls now and i didnt have that problem with them, it was just natural since i trust women more. Sometimes i think im just crazy

    • I can’t say whether you were abused or not, but it’s clear that you have concerns about your feelings and reactions to sex, so it makes sense to me to work with a professional to figure it out and resolve these feelings. i’d start with an experienced sexual abuse therapist. if it didn’t happen, they’ll refer you to a different therapist or shift gears and work with the underlying issues. if it did happen, they’ll know how to go forward.

      good luck

    • When i was 12 i woke up and my step father had gis hand on my stomacj my bra was up i had thong unerwear on the cover were off. Now i am 28. My mother dose nit believe me and he calls me all kinds of names and tells her i am lieing and will nor let me in their home or my 4 kids. I didnt lie. Now my 9 year old sister sleeps beside gim eveey night she is 100 pounds he sleeps in his underwear and that is what she sleeps in and her mom is on the orher side of her it is not right

      • you’re right – it is not right, but there’s nothing you can do about it. that’s hard to hear and hard to say but human nature is what it is.

        men destroy girls’ lives. and their wives often enable that abuse, claiming lack of knowledge usually.

        rather than dealing with them, put your effort into your own healing. recover from what happen to you and live your best life. that’s the best thing you can do.

        good luck

  10. Hello, I’m 15 and I have a feeling something has happened (I do have strange dreams and I sometimes have these visions if me getting molested, not sure if they’re flashbacks though.) but I can’t remember much under 12 for some reason but I do have some of these sympoms. I don’t know what to do.

    • you can talk to a trusted adult, like a school counsellor or a therapist or doctor. but we warned, that if you raise this issue, they may be obliged to discuss with family services or the police, since you are under age. have you chatted or tried to chat with your mom? that’s a place to start, although sometimes mothers get freaked out and don’t respond appropriately.

      it’s a hard place for a minor.

  11. Hi, Louise. I am currently fifteen years old and I’ve been feeling like something happened to me that I can’t remember. Lately, my boyfriend and I have been getting closer, but I always flip out and basically have a breakdown when I feel things are going too far. We’ve been together for years now, so I know it’s not a trust thing but lately I’ve been remembering things… really off and random things. A small thing will send me into a random flashback I guess and they’re always so similar. I’ll remember being in my living room and a guy I can’t identify yet will start to…. do things. Or we’ll be at my sister’s aunt’s house and I’ll remember being randomly grabbed or being told really… not okay things. I always freak out a little and get anxious anytime someone (especially guys) get too close to me or gets too flirty. I’m not sure if I’m just making this up to stop myself from getting to close to my boyfriend or if something actually has happened to be because I haven’t thought about anything like this before. I’m so confused and scared because I have all of these symptoms and I don’t know what to do. I haven’t told anyone yet just incase I’m scaring myself over nothing but….I can’t shake this feeling now. I’m so scared, please tell me what to do.

    • Without meeting you and talking to you, I can’t give you advice. One thing seems certain – it’s not the right time to get closer to your boyfriend. it’s important we resolve these issues before getting too close to a man. why? because if we were abused, it affects almost everything in our future. you don’t want to get too close to him and have it be awful because that can set the tone for you for a long time.

      at your age it’s difficult. i usually tell people to work with a qualified therapist to figure it out. but at your age, in most jurisdictions, asking the question will require the professional to report the incident or your fears to the police for investigation. the b est thing to do is find out the age of majority for these reportings (as an adult, nothing is reported). and then you can make an informed decision.

      good luck

  12. Im a 51 yo man who has some of those signs. i remember when i was bout 4 or 5 my mom left me with her cousins some younger than her the oldest probably 19 at the time the youngest probably 13. I remember us all being naked running around the house them preforming oral on me and having me do them then later in the day me and one being alone and her putting me on top of her and showing me what to do. now later in life i engage in some very risky beheavior. I started also havin unprotected sex with men i prefer black men well endowed i like being submissive to them feeling used. And the first time i had anal i was prepared for it to hurt but it didnt. it felt like i had done this before i took it. it felt natural for me to be under a man. Number 16 hit home i always thought i was just a pervert. several hit home most to be honest

    • As always I can only recommend that you work with a therapist to deal with the feelings that these experiences bring up. sexual abuse is so serious for everyone and we don’t resolve it without help.

      thanks for being courageous enough to share. good luck

  13. Hi Louise, I realize your initial post was years ago. I am glad that I found it and hope you respond. I am a former psychologist and currently a psychology teacher. I never told my parents about odd recollections from childhood regarding my grandfather taking me into a basement room alone once everyone was in bed multiple times. I remember being told not to tell my sister. I remember being bribed with spearmint Lifesavers. I remember that he would only use a dim light in the room. I almost vomit at the scent of spearmint flavors. My husband bought me a similar dim light, and I couldn’t use it. I cannot be held down or in any situation where I can’t escape. I cannot recall anything else about the experiences. I do hate the smell of slobber after kissing or being intimate with my husband and have to take a shower ASAP. I have successfully kept it from everyone although I am a very open person. We would visit my grandparents for weeks and weekends at a time throughout childhood. My mother found out about my recollections this past weekend due to concerns for my own daughter interacting with my grandfather, and it broke her. I took her to the doctor, and there were no signs of abuse. I feel very ashamed, especially since I can’t recall any actual abuse. I hate for my mom to think of her dad as a perpetrator, especially if all of this is some random connection in my brain. I have studied repressed memories and have trouble feeling like I could repress any sexual misconduct. Please tell me I am not completely nuts.

    • You are not completely nuts!!!

      as you know, it is possible you were violated by someone other than your grandfather but it doesn’t sound like it. However, I don’t diagnose or assess over the net. as Always, i can only encourage you to go to an experienced sexual abuse therapist and do the work to find out your truth. As you’ve shared, you’re living a half life right now. Get your answers so you can live a full and wonderful life.

      good luck and thanks for stopping by.

      • Louise, thank you so much for the quick response and for verifying I am not nuts. I think I may keep this buried where it has been for over twenty years because I am a relatively high functioning ‘busted’ person. At this time, pulling the cobwebs off these memories will not be necessary. I do feel better since my initial query. Thank you again.

        • Fair enough but be warned….it is almost impossible to put the genie back in the bottle after it’s out. If you begin having symptoms, do the work.

          Good luck

  14. Thank you for this list.
    I am 21F and I have periodically had feelings or flashbacks that have made me wonder if I was molested. Every time I have these thoughts I grow irritated and say to myself, I can’t deal with this yet. A sign perhaps that I will have to uncover it eventually.
    I do remember most of my childhood, and I have no distinct memories of being abused. My parents were kind of dysfunctional and I always credited my low self esteem and atrocious hygiene to that.
    I am extremely anxious and this was not the case when I was a child. I was very outgoing and happy when I was younger. I would talk to any stranger with confidence. I was a sexual child, and I find that disturbing, but I have heard that some sexuality in children is normal, and don’t know what to think. I bullied a boy into showing me his penis at 6 years old, I tried to emotionally manipulate a girl into being my girlfriend in middle school, and probably even more uncharacteristically evil ploys that I don’t remember. I always wanted people to think of me as masculine, from childhood through adolescence.
    When I was 13 I became very depressed, at 14 I started using porn and used it obsessively every day for years, even though it made me feel worse, not better. I would often cry during or after. It was a spiraling addiction and it made me more of a recluse. I got fatter and became suicidal. I started using drugs at 15 and gave my virginity to an older guy in a very shameful and unceremonious way. I developed a feeling that I wanted to be promiscuous but was too disgusting to be wanted. I dressed like a slut, even though I found my body repulsive.
    At 19 I started to care about my health a little more and have been on the path of self betterment, but I still have a ways to go. I quit porn, I lost 80 lbs, I force myself to talk to people every day, and came to love and cherish my own femininity.
    I got engaged to man I am crazy about but very clingy with. I don’t trust him at all unless he’s with me. I have a higher sex drive than him and resent him for it. This is the best man I’ve ever known and I still suspect he’s a lying pig, even though there is no evidence to suggest.
    I try not to masturbate anymore because it makes me feel filthy and angry. It makes me hate my fiance. Regardless, I still succumb to my temptations all the time. When I do, I find I can’t finish unless I think of myself as more young and lithe than I really am, or imagine myself as a man in control of a younger female. It disgusts me.
    It’s also why I find number 16 so disturbing. I would never masturbate to something like that, it is something that I passionately condemn as an underpunished evil, but when I hear stories and experience the corresponding arousal, it makes me feel like a monster.
    I have no idea if I was molested, I have no idea what it would cost to find out, and if it’s worth it to make that investment before getting married and starting a family. I want kids and I want them to be healthy and normal. I feel that if I wasn’t molested, I must have simply inherented my mom’s behaviors that she uses to cope with her own abuse. I don’t want to pass on neurotic behaviors to my own children either way, but I don’t have that much in savings either.
    Based on my story, might it be worth it to find out?

    • When all is said and done you have to decide but from my perspective, regardless of the cause of your issues you will pass them on to your future children unless you take action. So it’s important to get the help. I’d look for a sexual abuse specialist. That person will be able to determine if you were abused and help you through that uncovering or if not, they can help you work out the issues and resolutions do your future is better than your past.

      Good luck

      • Hi Louise I would like some advice.I saw a counsellor for the time.She told me that even though I’m an adult now if I was to tell her that I was abused as a child which I was that she would have to report it to child services.I am very worried about this as I only want to be able to talk and heal but I don’t want my parents to get into trouble.Especially my mother who has sexually abused me and my sister but my sister isn’t affected by it like I am.I was also abused by a other lady as well as my mum.I think the counsellor picked up on this and she said that she only wants to help me to heal and that we can talk about it and it can be a unnamed person.I don’t want to be disloyal and break my family up and ruin everyone lifes even though it was very wrong what my parents did to me.I don’t know what I should? I’m also a vulnerable adult with learning difficulties and I still live at home.My mother is so abusive emotionally and I’m scared of her.thank you if can give me some advice.

        • rules about reporting child sexual abuse vary by jurisdiction. i’m not sure how you find out about the statute’s in your jurisdiction but perhaps talk anonymously to another professional and see what they say. Doctors, nurses, social workers, teachers etc usually have reporting requirements and can explain the law in your area. good luck

  15. I apologise for this long, probably incoherent and self-absorbed post. It probably just seems like I’m making a big deal out of nothing to be honest………

    Here’s a little back story…

    I’m 38 now, I recently did the Meyers-Briggs test and am an INFP (it describes me perfectly!). I had a physically and emotionally abusive childhood, it started when I was around 5 until I moved out. I was the only one in my family (3 girls, 1 boy) that was abused and neglected by our parents, although my brother had issues with dad in his later teenage years. I’m discovering, after months of trying to understand, that my mum is a covert narcissist who likes to play the martyr, or has borderline personality disorder. My father was recently diagnosed as having sociopathic tendencies. So, they pretty much made my life hell. Mum manipulated dad into looking like the main abuser. I was the little adult, there’s 7 years between me and the next sister, 11 between my brother, and 13 between my youngest sister. I was made to do a lot of housework, child minding and was slapped, belittled and made to generally feel bad and crazy by my parents. My mum told me various times she only has a good day when I’m not around and I made her want to kill herself, and made me look like I was evil/bad/nasty; my dad always goaded me, made me feel worthless, then would tell me I was born alone, I’ll live alone, and die alone. They put me in the middle of them and both offloaded their adult problems onto me. My dad has admitted recently that mum has always treated me differently and he doesn’t understand or know why.

    I’ve always been very introverted, like an adult, really compassionate and naturally spiritual, which is why I made the perfect scapegoat…I would never tell anyone about my parents because I’d never want to get them into trouble and idolised them. I could never hurt them or put them through hurt…I was riddled with guilt and sobbed myself to sleep about the thought of any hurts or stress I put them through. I was depressed by age 9 and suicidal by 10/11…again though, guilt about disrupting their lives and causing them bother stopped me from doing it. I had no friends really in primary school and was bullied, teachers thought I was below average. In high school I found a sanctuary and did very well academically, which won me favour with my dad, he had boasting rights then. I was fairly well liked. In my teens I rebelled, lashed out, said hateful things, but even when my mum was beating me up, or dad was trying to smash his way into my room and punching/slapping me in the face, I never once hit them back. I also starting cutting myself at 13/14 and would stockpile huge amounts of tablets.

    Anyway, I thankfully ended up meeting my now husband at 18 and moving out with him. I still have a rocky relationship with my parents, although my dad has been through therapy and is a changed man. I’m considering going no contact with them all at the moment but am waiting to see a therapist before I decide…I don’t really trust my decisions so have real problems deciding what’s best. I also have a mood problem, potentially Bipolar II. It was suggested in some counselling around 12 years ago and after coming off antidepressants this past year (after being on them 7 years), having multiple breakdowns, deep depression, suicidal ideation and planning, and times of randomly being super happy etc, my husband suggested it as well.

    I have a lot of years of my childhood blocked out. For example, I can remember clearly at around 3, having a night terror when we moved house. I can remember at around 4 being on the swings and my best friend (a boy) fell off and cut his chin open, I can remember having lunch in my first nursery school. I have other memories from around that age and up until around 5 but then literally nothing at all. I have one memory of being around 7/8 and sitting on the end of my bed, panicking because I literally had no idea who I was, it was like I couldn’t feel my body, only my consciousness and I wasn’t me from this life. It’s a really difficult feeling to describe to be honest. Then my memories skip forward to when my sister was around 12 months old, so I was 8/9, and I got up early in the morning with her, carried her downstairs and changed her then made her a bottle, so our parents could sleep in. I don’t really have many more memories of my childhood from that age either, just flashes and small ones. There’s no emotions or feelings attached to them at all from age 5 really. The ones from my teenage years are clearer but I still struggle to emotionally connect to them.

    So, today I was looking at why chunks of memories could be missing like that. Then a few things clicked into place and I feel like I’m going crazy, imagining things and am telling myself that I’m just wrong…I’m lying to myself and being stupid. Well, from around the age of 7 I was masturbating and was very sexualised. I knew what sex was but don’t remember learning about it or having the talk with anyone until around the age of 10. I played sexual games with my friend (female) and a cousin (male), as well as a few others, we never kissed or anything like that (I had my first kiss at around 14) but would touch, dry hump etc. I did hear my parents having sex at around 11 but already knew what that was. I never had a boyfriend until I was nearly 16 and we weren’t together but just kind of messed around a bit at the weekends. I realise now that I already knew how to give a guy oral sex. Seeing and touching him for the first time wasn’t this awkward thing that it’s supposed to be, like I already knew what to expect. And then it didn’t hurt at all when I first had sex…literally not at all, nor did I bleed (I know that doesn’t always happen). I don’t equate sex with love, although kissing I do. Even though the love I have for my husband is all-consuming and intense…he’s literally my world…when we have sex, it’s just sex, I don’t have any feelings towards it other than it’s sex and I make him feel good, as does he to me. I can never orgasm unless we’re in one position, there’s always this wall there. I hate talking about sex, it makes me feel really uncomfortable and dirty, and the phrase making love makes me want to be physically sick…I despise it.

    Anyway, when I was directed to a few places like this, and read the indicators, my heart started to pound because I can relate to so many of them. I felt sick to my stomach and it felt like a cold sweat drained from my head down to my toes; my stomach sank as a blurry image of a man with dark, puffy 80’s hair and me at around 6/7 on his knee…that’s all, just a flash of an image, completely unclear. I think it might have been my dad’s best friend who died when I was about 8/9 I think. My gut tells me it”s right but I’m not sure and he’s always talked about like this amazing guy so I must be wrong. Mustn’t I? I think my uncle (not blood) might have done some touching too…he’s always been a bit of a pervert with girls (he put his hand up his daughter in laws skirt; full on kissed a young friend at my wedding…she was so upset and went to grope my sisters breast, until she threatened to knock him out). I only suspect him coz looking at old pictures of him makes me feel a little dread in my stomach. One thing that sticks out, so surely I must be mistaken, is that I don’t have a sensitive gag reflex…quite the opposite, I can control it extremely well. So that probably means I haven’t, right?

    It all feels so bad and confusing. I don’t know what to think or feel. My brain’s in denial. My husband says he’s unfortunately not shocked, he’s quite intuitive and even way back when I stopped being numb (after counselling in my 20’s) and started feeling emotions properly again, he suspected it. I must be wrong though? Surely I can’t have blocked it all out so completely? But if it is just a lie, then why am I feeling the feelings I am, feeling the physical reactions I am and having the realisations I’m having? Am I just going mad? Literally, is my brain just messing with me, have I tipped over to delusional?

    I’ve had headaches from being quite young as well as skin and gastric problems as a child. I have PCOS and other gynae issues, I’ve been unable to have children. I don’t take care of myself really and see my body as just a “meat suit”. I have adrenal fatigue which for the past 8 years had been put down to M.E, although symptoms began in my late teens. I despise the way I look, always have even as a child. I’ve always been young looking, and as a child was quite tiny, even though now I’m obese. I never liked to have anyone see me naked, even my mum, from being quite young. I fantasize about rape all the time which disturbs me, get aroused but I’m sick at the thought. There’s one thing which disturbs me the most and I’m so ashamed of…say I read a story in the paper about a kid being victimised, I get aroused…even though it turns my stomach and I feel so bad at the same time…it’s devastating, vile and disgusting…I hate that about myself.

    I need to be controlled and dominated, which is something I’ve kept hidden up until recently (my husband is so far removed from that). My dad used to do this wrestling thing where he’d flip my legs up and pin them down, so my knees were touching my shoulders and I was fully restrained; or he’d grab my shirt sleeves and pull them behind my back, like a straight-jacket and it used to freak me out massively. Even the thought of it now makes my heart race. I’ve always hated to be restrained and have no idea why. I had regular night terrors and nightmares of being chased, falling, trying to be killed and watching beatings from being a very very young child. I started with bad insomnia from around the age of 14 even though I had sleep issues for what feels like forever.

    So, at this moment my heart is pounding with realisation while my head is telling me to not be stupid, I’m making it all up.

    I’d be grateful if anyone could just give their opinion…am I going crazy and imagining things; or is this real? Can you literally block it all out so completely?

    I’m so sorry for the length and confusion of this post. Thank you to anyone who finds the time to read it all or respond. Blessings to you all x

    • The only thing for you to do is work with an experienced child abuse therapist and figure it out. Our heart knows what happened but its knowledge can be covered with denial or misdirection. The most important thing is to resolve the issues that come from sexual abuse so that the rest of your life is better.

      Many ‘nice’ men abuse children. It’s very common in all professions and all family relationships so get the help you need.

      Good luck

    • Hello Jane, Thank you for your story. I am finally receiving therapy for my childhood trauma. It wasn’t until I was completely sober, and having a daughter of my own when I recognized the awful truth. My first question was: What the hell happened to me in the first 15 years of my life that made me self medicate, with self destructive tendencies, and hyper-sexual-permissiveness, for 27 years. On every point including when reading about child victims, I become disgustingly aroused too. I pray to Gad that He help me erase this diabolical disease of needing to fantasize about being dominated in order to orgasm. I have gone through so many emotions in my recovery, but the most powerful is forgiveness. I forgive my dad, who has stolen my childhood, my innocence, my ability to love and be loved, my humanity, my dignity, and my validation. I forgive my narcissistic mom who refuses to see. May God help me to forgive myself. I am in my 9th year of recovery…Do not give up.. God Bless

      • Good for you. It takes lots of work to recover but it’s worth it. and remember just because you forgive your perpetrator, it doesn’t mean he’s healed. protect your daughter.

        good luck

        • Hi im 19 yr old and never thought i was sexually abused. However reading this i dont know, i have very strange childhood memories and i remember being very sexual as a small child. I had many friends between ages 6 to 12 who i engaged with in sexual games like kids play and i know u say its common but it happened too regularly to just be innocent curiosity, i remember being 5 and drawing (on paper) naked woman and men touching each other and getting scolded by my parents for doing it. I also remember having dreams about havingg sex with my dad? I was nine, but i thought i was just having dreams i shouldnt be and i was wrong. and i knew how sex “worked” at a very young age not rememberig how i found out. My mother is manic depressive and semi bipolar and i remember alot of emotional and sometimes physical abuse, to the extent that i hit her back one time and she told my dad when he got home I hit her and he freaked out on me. But i dont recall and cant believe there was ever sexual abuse. Though today when my mother (who has had therapy and recovered a lot) gives me hugs or tries to show affection i get extremely irritated and i cannot bear her trying to touch me. I also have a little boy who is seven months now, and when we are at my parents house i feel extremely uncomfortable when she changes his diapers or looks at his genitals. Ill bath or change him when shes not around. And i still carry a hate in me for my parents even though i said to her ive forgiven her for the past many times. Idk ive always just felt dirty and like theres something wrong with me but i could never imagine either of my parents abusing me sexually?

          • Certainly the symptoms and reactions you mention suggest childhood sexual abuse. and it could have been one of your parents. however, our minds sometimes move the blame for this from the real person to our parents. (not always but it has happened). so I’ll make the same suggestion I always do – find a qualified experienced therapist and do the work to find your answers so you can have a great life and equally importantly, your little one can grow up safe and whole.

            thanks for sharing and good luck

        • Umm hi this is really awkward I don’t know what im doing right now…
          Well I was about 6 or 7 when this happened, my uncle molested my sister and I. I don’t really remember my toddler and tween years. At the age of nine I already knew what sex was. I became very insecure about my legs after that happened because he would touch my legs and my private part. I didn’t tell my mom because I was scared she would hit me or something. Im 13 now and I cry just thinking about it, when I cry I tell myself “Why me!?” Whenever I wear shorts in public Im scared that if I look back there’s gonna be a man there staring at my legs. I usually have nightmares of men chasing. So yeah thats technically it…im sorry if this was too long, im just really awkward.

          • no, it wasn’t too long. I’m so sorry this happened to you. Your fear and embarrassment are perfectly normal given what he did to you. I can’t predict what your mother will say if you tell her. If you read the comments on this post you’ll know there are a wide range of reactions. and because you’re a minor, if you go to a school counselor or doctor, they will report the situation to the police.

            But KNOW THIS:

            You are not to blame. Your uncle is responsible. He’s the adult and he spoiled your childhood. Please don’t allow his vulgarity to cause you to do anything to diminish your chances for a rich full life. it is so common for us to overeat or drug or drink or do any of a 100 other things to hurt ourselves because we feel so ugly. don’t let him win. Grow up, be well and talk to a professional.

            And feel free to come back here if you need to share.

    • My name is Candace I am 30 years old and your story was extremely helpful to me. If I wasnt so sad for u i could say its so reassuring that someone else doesnt know what the hell has happened in their childhood. My childhood was not nearly as bad as yours my mom is and has always been amazing though she is insecure and has no reason to be she has been my mother and father i have an older sister and a younger brother. I have very few memories as a child one i just recently discovered to just mmake my stomach hurt but i dont know why everytime i try and remember something its like a foggy wall is put up. Ive always felt weird about sex if i heard my mom or someone else when i was a kid or id always ask my mom questions or had to confess if i had a weird thought like i was a horrible person still do. I used to always make my barbies or toy horses have sex and would get aroused when doing it. I lost my virginity at twelve which hurt but not that bad and i only had a tiny spot of blood. Ive been dealing with addictions since i was 12. Even my sister said that i show all the signs but i just think im being ridiculous or a drama queen like im trying to find an excuse for being a p.o.s. my whole life. The list goes on and on and on im so friggin lost with my head in the clouds so mych pain inside but dont know why i dont know what to do anymore but i would like it if maybe we could talk its nice to not feel so alone in the confusion thank you for your story and goodluck if anyone is willing to help please let me know ty everyone

      • I don’t work as a therapist any more, so its not feasible for us to talk. But I want to re-iterate some important things for you:

        1 out of 3 women were sexually abused as children!!!! Many of us do not remember. and the more you try to force the memories to come to the surface, the farther down they go. not having a memory of childhood is common for survivors.

        you say you’re a POS. I want you to go to a park or a day care or a mall and watch babies. and little children. if there’s an infant in your circle, spend some time with them. Compliment a mom with an infant in a stroller. they’ll almost always stop and be glad to listen to your compliments. Once you’ve done that, I want you to go sit by yourself and make a list of all the things wrong with that baby. everything that shows it’s a POS. My bet? you won’t find a single thing in an infant. it’s only as we start to become more independent that we learn we’re not good enough. something in your past has contributed to or created these feelings. Work with a qualified professional therapist so that the rest of your life can be better than the first years.

        good luck

    • As I was reading your story I started to cry because of how much I related to it. I have been sexually awakened from a very young age, almost as long as I can remember. I have memories of at least three childhood friends I’ve been sexual with in some way when I was around 5-7. I’m only 17 now and really struggling with dating and sexuality. I was bullied a bit in middle school for being overweight and I’ve always had an extremely poor self image. Anything sexual or romantic automatically peaked my interest unless it was related to me personally, and if it was I just felt shame and disgust. Like you, I’ve never been comfortable with anyone seeing me naked even my own mother. I’ve also felt nauseous or gross after I’ve taken a shower or if I’m naked and I can hear voices or people talking in close proximity. Something else I’ve never understood about myself is whenever I’m angry, sad, or upset in any way and someone tries to comfort or console me physically, I freak out. I start to get panicky and like when you feel like you have spiders crawling all over your body. I also get really nervous when I think about the reality of having sex with a guy, but at the same time I get aroused and masturbate regularly. I also fantasize about rape sometimes but quickly push it out of my mind and feel disgusted with myself before I pretend it never happened. I’ve also always been very good at lying to myself and being in denial. I can convince myself of almost anything and sometimes I get scared because I find that I forgot something was a lie I told myself and I fully believed it. In regard to my relationships, I’ve always felt like I had severe intimacy problems and that there was something seriously wrong with me because I am so different from my peers. I also feel like I should mention that my parents are quite religious and have preached abstinence my whole life. My mother also gave me a purity ring when I was about 12 that meant I would wait until marriage to have sex. I’m rambling a lot but I’m writing this on the fly. But like I said earlier I’ve always been a little overweight and I struggled heavily with depression, self harm, and suicidal thoughts around the ages of 10-14 and as of now I’m comparatively more emotionally secure. I also have a really hard time talking to my therapist about anything other than surface deep subjects. I feel like they will judge me no matter how much I know that it won’t help unless I open up. That’s it I guess and this may not really mean anything to anyone and it could just be me ranting for no reason even though I don’t usually do this publicly…. uh thanks for reading

      • thank you for sharing your story and your pain. please don’t worry about talking to your therapist about this…it’s the same as doctor to a doctor about what happened before you fell and bumped your head and how you feel now. that’s all it is. if you’re working with a professional therapist (and not a friend) then they won’t judge you – this is why they’re in this business – to help others. so tell her and get on with healing. you deserve it.

        good luck

    • Tears are streaming down my face. Dear friend, you are not crazy or overreacting or making it all up. I pray you find healing and peace. I’m so sorry for allvyou’ve been through, but please know none of that determines your value. You are not your past or your experiences. They have a eay of consuming and confusing us for so long, but they are not who we truly are. Our true self is still in there, past all the abuse. God bless and heal you.

  16. It was when I got to the last item on the list I knew.
    My godfather was in my life from ages 0-60 months.
    We who are groomed and molested that young do not forget.
    OMG, no wonder I felt such relief when I finally dumped all the pictures of big red barns.

    I’ve been wondering for years what was wrong with me, and now I know.
    My first relationship was when I was 0-60 months old, with a man thirty-five years older than me, and as I recall, I did enjoy it. I don’t understand why he had to have me, too. He already had my two cousins and the aunt who left them with him, why did he need me, too?

    My grandmother gave me to him when I was nineteen months old with the explanation I was too active for her and that she had no room in her house for me while I waited for my brother to be born. My godfather dressed me up in a pretty white lace dress that I had already seen on my older cousin, and proceeded to show me what daddies and mommies do while we played house.

    I don’t remember much about that span of time I spent alone with a pedophile in his very own house, and I do not remember much up until age five he interrupted me so often. It wasn’t until my own baby was born that I realized what a terribly short attention span I’ve ended up with, and I still wish for death overall, and I’m not sure why because, technically, I’m the happiest I’ve ever been in my life, ever.

    I hope someday to wake up with the same wish for myself as I do for all those who participated in my abuse (they are still all alive, and but for the man who molested me, I’ve let them all know I remember now), I hope someday to wake up and wish for myself a long and healthy life, only I want one more parameter met when I finally reach that point, I will wish for myself to be happy, too. I know my former abusers are not happy, and never will be, hence they deserve an extra long life.

    And then, I hope to attract non-predatory, un-mentally ill people for friends. I suppose that will come after I let the recurring nightmares which aren’t dreams but memories finally play out. So far, I’ve only let in the memories that are allowed when I am awake. It really is quite a burden to work through this on my own, but I have an employer negotiated healthcare avoidance package which does not include mental health, so the internet and articles like this will have to help me find my cure, and I thank you for writing this.

    I have been studying children the ages I was when my godfather was molesting me, and I wonder how many of them are successfully hiding the secret I hid. Because, when I look at my pictures at that age, I see that strain of the various abuses my three parental figures felt a right to perpetrate upon my toddler body, but there is no sign I am in a sexual relationship with the godfather my parents picked out for me. Even at that age, I understood, sexual relationships between people were to be kept secret, just like my mommy and daddy did.

    Blessedly, I think the man who molested me got caught about a decade later, I’ll be double checking that with the police, however, to be sure. He was a charming man, I hear. My younger cousin even named her oldest son after him, but I’m pretty sure she got to wear that pretty white lacy dress after I did because he did not let me take it with me. For some reason, I can remember getting mad at him that he didn’t let me take the dress. Strange. I’m not ready for another flash back just yet, ugh.

    • It is critical that we who were victimized work with an experienced therapist to heal ourselves from the trauma we endured. Good for you for remembering and putting it together but now get the help so your dreams can come true sooner rather than later. By the way sexual abuse is often multi generational so the therapy you get for yourself will help protect your little one from all the pedophiles out gbre.

      Good luck

  17. I have been abused at the age of ten. Now I am 43 and these black memories surfaced now, I have the ability to control myself but I have one problem. I was having two brothers of ages 9 and 8 years (Now they are grown up). I want to know that my two brothers will remember or forgotten that I am abused when I was Child or not?(At that time both have just heard that I am sexually abused). I do not know that my parents know or not but assume they know that I abused at the age of 10, now they will remember or forgotten?, my parents age were around 34 at that time.

    • There is no way to know if your family will remember, or even agree that it happened. Trauma in a family is often repressed by everyone. They may or may not remember and they may or may not deny it happened. No one can predict that ahead of time.

      Most Importent is that now you remember so do the work to heal yourself.
      Good luck

      • I’m 46 and I’m really struggling with something. It’s constantly been on my mind my entire life but never told anyone. I’ve suffered from depression my entire life…made bad choices in life…several divorces…broken relationships…2 of my children I never really had a relationship with. Made several suicide attempts…walked away from them every time not wanting to leave my children alone..I’ve carried this my entire life…I’m use to suffering from the memories and keeping my mouth shut..this has just been apart of my life…until….

        I was talking to my father about 6 months ago over the phone while I was driving. My sister who is only one year younger than me just got out of a mental/detox facility..she had tried to kill herself and almost succeeded. This was not her first attempt either. She was very unstable mentally her entire life…same as me..bad choices…bad men…divorces…bad relationships..abusive relationships…she had left her husband of 15 years to marry another man…someone who was very abusive and an alcoholic…she left her kids and everything…she almost died this last suicide attempt..she was forced to go to a mental facility. Anyways that night I was on the phone with my father we were discussing all of this…he told me one of our childhood friends confronted him with something that my sister shared with her. The childhood friend my father always treated like a daughter…more than myself and my sister…she got all the attention and the Christmas gifts..her kids got the Christmas gifts and attention…we always hated how he favored her over us and she wasn’t even a real daughter..anyways she confronted him about something and he said to me “She told me your sister told her I molest her as a child” I was in shock…I thought I might wreck..I immediately started to have a panic attack and had to pull over…because all this time..I thought I was the only one…I felt I was cornered and I cowardly told him she probably didn’t mean it and was drunk when she said it..even though my inner thoughts were quite different and devastated…

        Ive tried talking to my sister about this…I haven’t really come out with it but indirectly tried to talk to her about it hoping maybe we would just open up about it together…but she always dodges what Im saying and immediately always changes the subject…I finally asked her one day did Dad sexually abuse her…she stumbled on her words and said I dont know why she said that..I would never…she wasnt angry at all our childhood friend asked our father this…her reaction was more of her mistake of letting the cat out of the bag…she just dropped the subject and she never confronted our childhood friend about it..and neither have…I’m terrified to bring it up…Im more confused than ever…because I always want to think it never happened…and what if Im wrong? But I have the same memories…that never go away…

        I had one very faded memory but 2 very strong ones…

        the faded memory is waking up to my father playing with my vagina…its very faded and I dont trust it..

        The very strong memories that Im 100% sure happened…

        My father took me with him to hang out with him and his friends at a bar. Why he did this I have no idea…maybe he just wanted to use me as an excuse to get out of the house and have fun with his friends without getting in trouble with my mother. I really dont know…I do remember him drinking alot in the bar and my father left for awhile…he left me alone with his friends and came back later…he had a lady friend with him when he came back and it wasnt my mother..I remember when it was time to leave the bar she came and sat in my fathers truck with us but she was sitting on his lap…

        I felt my father was a little drunk when we finally left the bar..he asked me if I knew what sex was..I told him I didnt…he began to explain to me very detailed of how sex was preformed and I remember what he was telling me scared me. He asked me if I ever felt “good” down there. He put pressed his fingers on my vagina a few seconds and said it felt something like that….he pretty much taught me in that moment what masturbation was…I remember shortly after that I begin masturbating at 10 years old and did it repeatedly many times throughout my childhood…I was 9 when he gave his version of the birds and the bees and masturbation 101

        The second very strong memory I was mother died from stomach cancer when I was 12 and my father put my sisters and brother in a home for kids…at times he would visit us all together and other times he would take us separately to visit. I was 16 and it was my turn to have alone time with Dad. My dad lived in a trailer and had a rat infesting problem…a few rats running around but I was scared and told my dad after I went to bed…he told me to get in bed with him if I was scared so I did…in the middle of the night I woke up to my father rubbing all over my butt with his hand..laying very close to me…I didnt know what to think..I was frozen in shock..I pretended to be asleep and that I didnt notice…I guess I fell back to sleep…in the morning while my dad put his boots on he told me its better I not tell anyone I slept in the same bed as him or people would get the “wrong idea” so I never did..

        I have another sister who is a lot younger and I dont believe she was molested…she is crazy about dad and she has been married for 20 years to a cop and has had a nice life..she doesnt seem to be affected by anything..she knows my sister and I are “messed” up and we dont have the solid relationship with our dad like she does..she just doesnt know why…Im more worried about what it will do to her if she found out my sister and I were molested…

        Im still struggling with if it ever really happened…but those two strong memories did happen..Im so worried I have taken my dads actions in the wrong way..what if his birds and the bees speech went the wrong way..he was drunk maybe..didnt come out the right way? What if my dad was sleep walking when he felt all over my butt while I lay in bed with mother had only died a few years before that..maybe he confused me for her?

        I have a deep feeling my mother knew…I had a faded memory of me telling her about the birds and bees he taught me. I remember soon after that my dad was out of the house and on a commercial fishing boat for 8 months…she was pregnant with my brother at the time…my mother was religious and read her bible alot….I remember my dad coming back telling my mother he was saved by Jesus and I feel that was the only reason he was allowed back..I remember my mother hugging me and my sister crying loudly telling me how sorry she was before she kicked my father out…I remember my dad coming back very religous and having bible study with us and praying in the woods nearby for hours…I felt like that was the only reason my mom forgave him…

        Soon after that my mother had stomach ulcers that turned cancerous..she felt sick and the doctor told her she only had 6 months to live..she died exactly 6 months later…I feel my mother has taken this to her grave…with wishful thinking my dads new found relationship with God did the trick and all was well and she had nothing to worry about after she died…

        I really dont know what to think or where to turn…I feel like if all this comes out it will ruin my littlest sister…my brother who is the very youngest is crazy about my dad too…I’m terrified of talking to my sister who told our childhood friend that dad molested her..

        Am I crazy? Thanks for reading…

        • What people remember and when they remember it is very personal. you and your sister might never be able to discuss what happened. My sisters and i have never gotten into any deep conversations about our abuse. the youngest sister may or may not have been abused. sometimes we can bury everything and have a good life – until it all comes out. if she was abused it will come out. on a major birthday for her or one of her children. or another occasion.

          but neither of them are your responsibility. it’s important for you to get the help you need for your abuse. heal so that you can have a good life now. don’t let him take more of your adulthood because of the stuff he did to you as a child. one episode or a million…they all hurt and they all cause trauma. Heal the trauma and your life will turn around. perhaps your sisters will see your recovery and be spurred to deal with their own stuff.

          good luck

    • I have a distant memory that recently resurfaced and has been constantly bothering me ever since, but I don’t know if the actions taken would count as child molestation. When I was 5, a friend/acquaintance of my parents asked me to take my shirt off, and said he would teach me some sort of a lesson. He then placed his hand on my chest and pinned me down to the ground. He rubbed his hands around my nipples and grinded up against me as I was laying there on the grass. He was moaning and saying something about keeping secrets. I’ve blocked this memory for years since it’s really messed with me but I’m not even sure if it’s abuse. Since he got off on it, it counts, doesn’t it?

      • Sure does. Didn’t even matter that he got off, it matters that he forced you to participate in a sexual activity that was trying you.

        • Thank you. It’s been bothering me for some time and I’ve been trying to come to terms with the fact that it happened to me. Like I said, until recently I didn’t even realize it could be molestation.

          • Good luck as you do the work to heal.

  18. I don’t do private sessions. Sorry. I’ve also removed your email address – it is never safe to post that online.

    • Hi. I’ll try to make this short.. bare with me & all my typos please.

      When I was 11, I started getting molested by my father.. at first it was oral. He would give me oral sex… I didn’t know what it was at the time(I just knew it tickled me and I would start laughing.. I used to love being tickled as a kid) after it a while he went on to fully raping me, I believe I was closer to 12 when it happened. It hurt I cried I didn’t say anything to anyone so it continued until I told my mom at the age 14 going to 15 because I thought I was pregnant. My mom left my dad( they were middle school sweet hearts & had been together 16 years… which made it harder to tell my mom cause I didn’t wanna ruin her fairytale of a happy ending) we moved from California to Utah within a week after I told my mom. When we were in Utah for the first 6 months my dad flew out there to visit us. I stayed away from him (my mom let him sleep in our apartment) but one day he told me let’s go get ice cream( I’ve always been a daddy’s girl, he was my hero, the biggest, baddest, most best dad in the world) I said yeah.. thinking & hoping to myself he regretted what he did and would never do it again. I was wrong. It happened again in the car. I was sad yet again blaming myself for allowing it to happen. Fast forward to a year later. My mom and I moved back to California. I was about 16 going on 17. I was becoming a mess. I started fighting with my mom( blaming her for everything) so I went to go live with my dad & grandparents. What do I expect right? Well, I started happening again but this time he would give me $ & I mean like 100s dollars. Now, for being 17 getting 100-200$ for each time I allowed my father to rape me had become a norm in my mind( sometimes I would get raped like 3 times a day) so he was giving me roughly about 400 dollars.. being 17 & having tbat much money was awesome in my mind. I would go with my friends & go blow it on drugs & would disappear for about a week. Then I would come back to him and allow the cycle to continue ( it continued for about 3 more years) until I said no more one day & never went back. So my question is, at the time I was getting money, in a way consenting, was it still rape? It’s not like wanted it but it had become a norm like I said and it was a quick way to make money without working and just being a druggy.

      • it was still rape. it’s called grooming…he’s set you up to accept ‘rape’ over the years and then keeps you in the loop with money so you feel cheap, guilty and responsible. it is still sexual abuse.

        cash for a teenager is no different than toys for a little kid. it’s a bribe to keep you quiet and to ensure you feel responsible.

        get the help you need. do NOT let this pedophile ruin the rest of your life. You deserve better.

        good luck

  19. My situation might be slightly different, but I doubt that it is entirely unique. My abuse started 25 years ago, and to this day has not ended. When I was 5 years old a close friend of my mother molested me, he was arrested shortly after the incident. My Mum took me to see a clinical psychologist who told her I would be just fine. I have only vague memories of that night, and mostly remember the sheer raged overreaction when I told my Mum. A year later (6 Years old) My cousin started grooming me, this carried on for 5 years, I was embarrassed to tell even my mum because of the first incident and I was supposed to know better by now. I finally got the courage and told my sister, who told my mum, who phoned my aunt, and the said cousin was merely asked to apologise to me. At 13 I was molested again by my dad (Who was not in the picture since birth and only reunited with my mum shortly before I turned 13) The same year I went to high school. I told my Mum but by this time she did not believe me and wrote it off for being jealous that her time is now divided between us and my dad. I was sent to an adolescent unit at the psychiatric hospital after being expelled from 2 schools in the first term of high school for stealing. I met my Fathers side of the family and within months after the initial introduction, my uncle and his wife made sexual advances towards me, this lead to me visiting more often because at their home I was allowed to do anything, including drinking and using drugs. At 14 I moved out of my Mums house and into the home of my new girlfriend who I met at a bar, she was 32 at the time. I remained in this relationship until I turned 21. During this time the advances my uncle took really crossed the line and 2 years ago when visiting he raped me. I am now 30 years old and finally, in a relationship with someone who doesn’t seem like they want to harm me. I still see my cousin from time to time and went to visit him in hospital after a car accident (He has never tried anything again since that time). I still have contact with my dad (Who till this day denies that he ever touched me), and I still have contact with my uncle and his wife even after the incident. I know it was not okay what happened, but I literally do not have the ability to stand up for myself. I am clean now for 5 years after a serious battle with drugs and will finish high school in 6 months time through a correspondence college. On the surface, I have a functional life, but there is not a day that goes by that I don’t suffer the from the emotional and physical consequences of this abuse. I have two questions if you can perhaps share your thoughts. Was the abuse from my uncle really abuse? or did I allow this by not saying anything when I was 13. Can someone at 30 still be helped if I should seek out professional help to work through this, or is it too late? And is it okay if I do not want to discuss this with anyone close to me?

    PS: Your 16 observations are spot on!!

    • given the details you provide, yes this is abuse on your uncle’s part. any situation with an underage child and an adult where a power imbalance exists is abuse. and yes, you can still be helped by therapy. many victims bury the memories until they’re older than you . they do the work and heal. so by all means get the help you need.

      good luck

  20. Hello. Unsure about posting here but it seems free so why not…was told today by my mother that when I was 5 (the age I was adopted at) I was acting sexually aware, like, at the age of 5, grinding on my Uncle’s lap and laying on a bed in the same room as another Uncle with no panties on, my legs apart. My mom said Child Care brought in specialists to talk to me, and while I didn’t say anything happened, they believed I was sexually abused. I have no memory of any abuse of the sort, nor the talk with the specialists, Is there any way for me to find out if their assumptions are true?

    • to the best of my knowledge, I’d say ‘no’, there’s no way. For many of us who were abused, the memories are buried very deeply and sometimes don’t come out, or come out very late in life, or come out in part. It is often dependent of the trauma we experienced at the time.

      some therapists recommend using hypnosis to get at ‘repressed’ memories but I’m leery to recommend that. if the therapist is not of the highest level of skills at hypnosis, the risk of having memories implanted in our psyche is very real. (this is like an entertainer getting a person to act like a chicken while in front of an audience even if they’ve been brought out of the trance.)

      Rather, i’d suggest you work with a therapist to resolve any sexual abuse symptoms you are dealing with. that work needs to happen with an experienced professional child sexual abuse therapist. But if there aren’t any symptoms, then I wouldn’t worry about it. If it’s important to remember what, if anything, happened, it will come up in the future. But in the meantime, you don’t need the memories, so they’re kept buried.

  21. Thank you so much for this article. Thank you for clarifying and summarizing my undefined feelings.

    I have had always known that something was going with me. Deep feeling of guilt that my counselor helped me actually defined as a shame has been in me since I remember. General and overwhelming anxiety has been defining my life. Luckily, I developed the most socially acceptable symptom: to be a mom for everyone around me who deeply cares constantly proving that I am a good girl. I had counseling many times. It was never successful, because we didn’t treat the right issue. We didn’t know the cause of anxiety and guilt, and overwhelming feeling, PTSD symptoms. We were talking on and on about same old issues. It was reaching to boil for over 2 years, when I had a dream. When I woke up, I still didn’t open my eyes, and my whole life was crystal clear. First time in my life I felt revealed and relaxed. Finally that burning knot in my stomach disappeared. I knew something happened. Now, I knew what happened. I quit job and stayed home for about year. First time I enjoyed my presence, I enjoyed to be alone with myself. finally, I was revealed, Today, I still struggle with low stress tolerance. I lost my passion to be a mom to other people. I question every single relationship that I have with family and friends. All of my relationship were built on guilt and shame. I changed. Mostly I struggle with overwhelming feelings of anger and sadness. Mostly I am scared because finally I am free. I lost direction when there is no anxiety and shame to make me keep moving. I am still learning and it is not easy.

    thank you for giving opportunity to share my story. Feels soothing!

    • Thank you for sharing your story so honestly. Experienced sexual abuse counselors are rare and others won’t see the possibility if they haven’t been exposed to our reality. I’m like you — a moment of clarity changed my life.

      don’t feel bad about giving up the ‘mom’ to everyone role. You’re on a new journey, a new path. That one was designed to help you feel good about yourself by doing for others. This new one, which is still uncertain and foggy, is about feeling good about yourself because you’re you. A survivor. A strong woman. A gift to the rest of the world.

      keep up the good work

      good luck

    • Wow, this sounds like I wrote this. I have to get my stuff out. Just need the courage.

      • Just remember you are NO longer a victim. you are a survivor and you can handle anything.

        good luck

  22. I’ve been seeing a therapist off and on for 25 years now. I had sexual trauma and abuse as early as 5. I accidentally relived that during one of “uncontrolled” sexual escapades for which I was widely known. After that memory, I have had issues with sex, my self confidence and my ability to have a sexual partner. I remember almost nothing from my childhood. I have a handful of memories I’ve live-journaled for my keepsake so I have something.

    My aunt recently confessed that my parents tried to have me committed to “making up stories” about things happening to me. She told me about the hospital near where I grew up. My current therapist and psychiatrist try to work with “what you know and you can validate” vs. “What you might have been exposed too” (Tv, social media, etc.)

    Yesterday I went into her office and saw pictures of my tiny little body. I was bruised. Bloody. It was the early 70’s, so social workers and sexual abuse wasn’t as policed as hard as it is now. Reading the doctor and the nurses interviews with me and seeing written responses to questions, even after 40 years blows me away. Both doctors and a specialist sat with me during my session. The head of psychiatry said it read like a textbook teaching of childhood abuse. Obviously both parents and community at large around us knew about it. Nobody acted.

    I’ve come to accept that. What I didn’t know, is that of the 8 younger siblings I have, the next 3 got the same abuse. All three have had drug and alcohol addiction issues. Sibling #3 passed away a short time ago. He overdosed. Knowing his little arms and legs got broken and his little body had to suffer a concussion just makes me cringe.

    Today I woke up feeling more claustrophobic than usual. My arms are black and blue. My nails are broken. I tried to tear off my genitals in the night. I’m bleeding and scratched to hell. (I’m female) I called my circuit of doctors. I’m making the rounds today for exam and possible institution for a few days to process this.

    Knowing this abuse exists, giving people “tools” to handle it, but how do you walk through your life and not feel dirty? Who holds you up and helps you feel as though you have value? I look around me and think, “How many of these children, men and women, have suffered this?

    • Many of us have been sexually abused. Different ways and different trauma, but always damaging.

      if I could wave a magic want, I would. the trauma from childhood abuse is long lasting and destructive. But here’s what I know. You can heal. I did and so have the clients I’ve worked with.

      Abuse often means our lives take a turn into unknown territory when it happens, but we can work to make another turn and head in the desired direction.

      continue to do the work.

      good luck

      • When I was five my brothers and I went to a friends apartment down the hall from ours. When we got there our friend told us that he had built a fort in his bedroom but it was only for him and I to play in. The boy was my oldest brothers age so he would have been nine. While in the Fort he had told me to take off my shirt I told him I didn’t want to because it was a button up and I wasn’t very good with buttons. He took me shirt off and fondled my nipples. That’s all I can remember until his dad came in and had to dress me and send me home. I have wondered for the last twenty two years if this was molestation because he too was so young. I had gone to a therapist once for and eating disorder and she laughed at my story saying boys will be boys. If the experience has stayed in the front of my mind all of these years then that must mean it was wrong right?

        • children playing at sexual games is very common and is not considered abuse. Generally abuse has a component of the misuse of power over an individual for the purposes of sexual gratification. so technically, this is not abuse. However, it is important that you’ve remembered it all this time. that to me is more of the problem. What is there in your background/family that made this event so important to you that you’ve remembered?

          again, i’m not there, we’re not talking so I can’t say anything for certain, but that’s the question i would be asking a client in my office.

          good luck

  23. I hate water in my face and hated my genitals and thought i was dirty since i was a little girl. Am attracted to men romantically but not sexually.
    And have sad feelings about my childhood home and Im not sure what happened there i can’t remember anything sad except my depression since i was 3 years old.. I also have terrible boundaries and am likely to take anyones advice or anyones opinion. I wonder if i was abused when i was young. i also allowed a man to sexually mistreat me when i was 18.
    The thought of being sexually aroused has not entered my head. And i would like to not ever be sexually aroused. I would not like anyone to have the power to make me love them romantically. Im not sure i think someone did something to me when i was very young.What do you think?

    • I wouldn’t begin to diagnose or assess someone from a few paragraphs in a blog comment. but I will recommend that you work with a professional, qualified sexual abuse therapist who can help you figure out if something happened and then help you heal. there is little better than a loving, intimate relationship with another person. Please don’t deprive yourself of that because of something that may or may not have happened in the past.

      good luck

      • Hi I need adivce because i have been thinking about the possibility of me being molested as a child for awhile even though i have no memory of it. When i was young i always feel dirty coming out of the shower but was turned on easliy and would touch my genitals often. Now being a young adult i am an extremly sexual person and get turned on being the slave to another person. Most of the things i enjoy include the forcfulness as well as the demands of my parter. I am an extremly sensitive person and generally feel victimized and unwanted in many simple situations. I have both anxiety and depression (undiagnosed). I feel extremly uncomfortable showing affection toward older males but love the attention of everyone around me. Please give me your opinions.

        • I can’t offer you an opinion based on what you’ve shared. child sexual abuse is a very complicated trauma and its outcomes are tragic. As always the only thing i recommend is to work with an experienced qualified sexual abuse therapist who can help you find out and more importantly heal from whatever happened to you.

          good luck

      • can you please contact me. I don’t know up from down ight now.

        • i do not make contact with individuals over the internet. sorry

  24. I’ve wondered for a while if I have repressed a memory of being molested. I have no memory for sure, but I have many of these signs and even though I was very easily aroused when I was younger, sex is not desirable to me as an adult. I don’t ever get in the mood, and I don’t typically enjoy any part of it. Last night, I had a dream that someone molested me (I was an adult in the dream, and it wasn’t a full on penetration or anything, but it was very uncomfortable). I woke up crying uncontrollably. Even a minute or two after I got my bearings, I still couldn’t calm down. It was terrible. Do you think perhaps I was a victim of this type of abuse? If so, should I work to find/remember this memory, or would it be better that it remain repressed? Thanks.

    • Generally, whether or not the memory comes back is determined by our minds and not our will. if it’s important to your development, the memory (assuming it was recorded at the time) will come back. often women having a significant birthday (30 or 40) or the birth of a child or a sound or scent will bring those memories and the emotions back to the surface. then there’s no putting them away. However, if memories were not recorded (happens all the time) there may not be anything to retrieve. It’s like searching through the house for your keys, which the dog has taken and dropped in the lake – you won’t find them.

      rather than worry about the memories, why not focus on the signs and symptoms you’re exhibiting (especially the ones about adult sexual activity) and heal that? You may or may not have been abused but if you do the work to heal the symptoms, you’ll have the best possible chance to know for certain.

      good luck

      • Hello, I greatly appreciate this article. In reading the comments I see that the common response has been to seek out a qualified therapist with proper experience in CSA in order to deal with the trauma. What are the kind of lessons or activities or treatments or whatever that happen in proper therapy? Other than just talking, what should a patient expect from an experience with a good therapist? What can be done beyond just talking?

        • Good question. first of all, good therapy is predicated on the level of trust the client has for the therapist. by the end of the fourth session, the results of the therapeutic experience are, regardless of modality, will be whatever the patient feels about the therapist. so if you’re not happy, don’t go there. Or stop and find someone else.

          what happens at therapy depends on the modality. Some professionals will recommend
          1. exercise to work off stress; others will never mention it
          2. warm baths to nurture yourself
          3. journalling, meditating, and/or praying
          4. Practice mindfulness
          5. anything to re-connect with the body, if client is dissociated
          6. self care in a broad range of activities
          7. trying on new behaviors.

          etc etc. It all depends on the therapist’s point of view. so it’s wise to ask these kinds of questions before you start.

          Always remember, you are the paying customer and you have the right to say ‘no’. Obviously to any kind of sexual contact (and report such a therapist to the police) but to other things as well. While recognizing your rights, remember too that the therapist will ask you to go through things and to do things that will be uncomfortable for you. Sometimes making a patient angry is part of the therapeutic process. it is up to you to determine what will work.

          Early in my journey I worked with a woman who wanted to do physical work – movement and so on. I tried but it did nothing for me. I’m more analytical. Give me a book to read and I’ll go home and devour it and learn and come back practicing a new way of behaving.

          some people are unable to read, so this would not work for them. Or they can’t internalize and personally apply what they’re reading. Neither way is better. THE BEST WAY is whatever works for you – the client.

          As a therapist, I have the greatest success working with people who want to change. Not everyone who comes to therapy want to change. Sometimes they want to say they ‘tried therapy and it didn’t work’ or they’re afraid to get too deep into the work because of the changes that will come from that knowledge and experience. So if you’re motivated and willing to try new behaviours then I’m your therapist. I give instructions. I never ask “How does that make you feel?” and I always look for how your behavior is normal, given your past. Once we are certain that past experiences can dictate current reactions, then we can go on to change those reactions.

          so your very good, seemingly simple question is more complicated to answer than it looks. But remember, it always comes back to you and your desire and willingness and ability to do the work so that you can change. and as I began, it bears repeating, you have to trust the professional you’re working with.

          • Hi Louise,
            When I just turned 15 (I’m 34 now), I woke up to my step father knelt down by my bed touching the top back of my thighs, near my vagina. I woke up and he lay on the floor. He ran out of the room and I sat up crying all night. I was so scared, I tried to find my mum the next day but thought she was out. I panicked as I was alone in the house. Over the spaced a year, he kept coming in my room and standing there or I would tell him to leave me alone when saw the door handle move. I didn’t sleep at night, instead I sat up with a pair of scissors in my hand, watching the door, having multiple panic attacks. My mum and I never had a great relationship when I was a teenager. I found it harder and harder to tell her. My step dad kept calling me names to egg my mum to dislike me even more and I stopped speaking to him. My mum and younger siblings all kept saying it was because I was jealous of them because they got more attention. I started drinking heavily and taking drugs from the age of 16, when we moved back to the UK. I ran away home age 17 and found myself without anywhere to live. I drank heavily and took drugs up until I became pregnant aged 26. I now have 2 girls and a boy. I’ve had to act like nothing ever happened but it’s killing me. My depression has gotten worse to the point of suicidal thoughts and I think about it all the time which brings on panic feelings. When my partner touches me, I sometimes get panicked and tell him to stop. He doesn’t know. I used to sleep around but get absolutely no satisfaction from it and just feel dirty after, but I still kept doing it. I told my key worker some of this a few weeks ago and now all I keep thinking is that I need to tell my family. I don’t know if 19 years is too long to wait but I have 2 daughters and 4 nieces. I can’t protect them if they don’t know. My step dad had affairs 8 years ago with young women so I don’t think he has changed. I don’t know what to do and am desperately in need of some advice. Thank you.

            • It’s really critical to make this decision and do your healing work with an experienced professional therapist. I know I say this all the time but it’s the truth. Every situation is different. Every person’s fears and trauma arising from sexual abuse are unique. It is in allowing someone to know what happened that we start to heal.

              i understand but am always surprised when women won’t talk about their abuse. it is in the talking that we are healed. you can speak to your family or not. Odds are they won’t believe you or won’t take action – that’s why he’s got away with it for this long. All you can do is help yourself, protect your children and work toward a healthy future for you and them.

              good luck

    • I don’t even really know where to start… growing up I thought sooo highly of my dad. He was the best dad in the world. When I was 7 my grandpa bought my dad a plane ticket to Ontario knowing he wouldn’t be able to ever afford to come back. I would talk with my dad on the phone and our relationship somewhat stayed the same. When I was 12 years old I went to visit my grandparents in Ontario and to visit my dad aswell. We went to watch the movie 8 mile in the basement. Just me and him, I remember a sexual scene came on and I became EXTREMELY uncomfortable. I couldn’t finish the movie and said I wanted to go upstairs to see my grandma. A few days later we went on a bike ride just me and him and we were going through a trail in the forest. I had an overwhelming feeling of fear come over me that my dad was going to try to rape me and kill me. I started bike riding as fast as I could to get out of the trail and into the public again, my dad kept telling me to slow down and I just went as fast as I could. Thankfully I was safe, came home to my mom and have never seen him since. I started having suspicions and started realizing a few things that happened in my childhood that I thought were harmless were maybe why I felt this way. I can’t remember how old I was but one time driving on the highway with my dad I said I was hot and he told me to take my shirt off. I remember feeling uncomfortable and said I didn’t want too and just opened my window instead. He would make me clean out his belly button and ear wax and rub cream on his feet. So disgusting when I think of it now and I’m ashamed to even say those things. He would take me to his friends houses who I didn’t know, always someone new and they would party all night and he would lock me in a room in the dark and I would be scared just wishing I was with my mom. He was always drunk or drinking. I remember waking up in the middle of the night once and I was on the top bunk he was on the bottom and he was watching porn at 3am. With his daughter right above him?!?! My little sister once said he touched her when he was giving her a bath, she was 3 years old and after that a social worker always had to be present with visits. I read my step moms diary once about how my dad would beat the crap out of her. My mom later told me when I started putting the pieces together he was very abusive to her aswell. When I was 1 month old my dad brought home a hooker from the bar as she was breastfeeding me. For my 6th birthday my dad gave me a men’s sweatshirt with the arms cut off and cigarette burn holes all in it, and a barf bag from an airplane full of random candy, a bunch of broken pencil crayons wth the shavings in it. My 6th birthday… I have children myself now and just can’t even imagine. I blocked so much out growing up and would defend my dad as he tried to turn me against my mom all the time. It really hurts me to realize what I went through as a little girl. My dad also went to jail after he moved away for beating his other girlfriend up. Blah. I’ll just stop there. I hate him.

      • as always, we can’t undo the past, but we can make sure the future is the best it can be. do NOT allow him to impact your life any longer. work with a therapist and heal yourself so you can have a rich, joyful life.

        good luck

  25. Hi,

    I came across this pos tonight after searching for answers and finding none. I think I was sexually abused when I was little. I’m not sure. Memories feel made up and faded. The fact that I never spoke about them doesn’t help either.
    I bathed with my father until I was about 10 or 11. I remember I stopped when I started growing hair and became embarrassed. I would dress in front of him and my mother up to that age as well.
    My father was addicted to porn – my brother made me watch it with him once. He is 3 years older than me. After that – he penetrated me with a cloth covering my vagina. It was our secret and I never told anyone. I think I was about 7 or 8 then. I also remember being sick once and my mother was busy so she told me to go and ask my father to rub my chest with Vicks. When he did – he put his hand under my bra to reach my chest (those boobtube training bra’s) rather than just going to my chest directly. I told her about this and said that it made me uncomfortable and she only said that she would speak with him about it. That was the end of it. Year on my brother once made me walk by his room because he wanted to show me something – when I did he stood there with an erection. I cannot remember anything else but that. I became sexually active at age 14 with a man aged 27. Thereafter I had sex with 3 other men – all 7 years or older than me. Then the darkness came – I started reading porn involving father’s having sex with their daughters. This was what I thought about during sex in order to reach an orgasm as well. I feel so ashamed and sick about this. It went like this for about 3 years if not more. I cannot really remember when it stopped.
    I’m married now and 36 weeks pregant. I feel dirty. I’m having a girl and I fear for her life. I don’t even want her near my parents – but what reason do I give them? I never talked with them about anything. How do I let this go? I’ve been to a therapist – it didn’t help.

    • if the therapist didn’t help, it is because that individual was not qualified to work with you. find someone else and do the work you need to do so that you can heal. at the first appointment, ask the therapist if they have experience working with sexual abuse survivors. what is their point of view about memories…what do they know about the signs? make sure you get answers you’re comfortable with.

      this may cost some extra money but the right therapist will mean freedom for you and possibly your daughter. so it’s worth it.

      good luck

    • if the therapist didn’t help, it is because that individual was not qualified to work with you. find someone else and do the work you need to do so that you can heal. at the first appointment, ask the therapist if they have experience working with sexual abuse survivors. what is their point of view about memories…what do they know about the signs? make sure you get answers you’re comfortable with.

      this may cost some extra money but the right therapist will mean freedom for you and possibly your daughter. so it’s worth it.

      good luck

  26. 16|F. I recently remembered something which has completely changed the way I see myself. When I was 6 or 7, my abusive grandmother offered me to a handyman as payment, and he molested me while she watched. She had always been emotionally abusive, calling me a disgrace and slipping ipecac into my food when she thought I was getting “too fat”. (My entire life, I’ve naturally been underweight.) I’ve always hated water splashed in my face, i’ve never been comfortable with the idea of sex/masturbation, and I get really anxious when men – even my own father – are close to me. I remembered what happened only a week ago, and I feel really shaky. When I was 14 my grandmother killed herself and blamed me in her suicide note, so she’s not around anymore. I couldn’t pick the man out of a lineup of one, I remember nothing of his face. There’s nothing legal I can do. I don’t want to tell my parents; just realizing the extent of the emotional abuse crushed them with guilt and I don’t want to make them feel worse. They left me with her every weekend for hours, thinking she was the nice granny she appeared to be.

    I have a phobia of vomiting from the ipecac (plus several medical issues from all the vomiting she made me do) and of acrylic nails from the long talons she used to drum on the table when she was upset. My friends talk about sex excitedly, as a milestone of love and intimacy with their S’O’s. I can’t imagine sex being a happy thing. This breaks my heart. I want intimacy, I want love, I want to make my future partner happy but I just keep picturing that memory.

    Sorry if I’m not making much sense. I’ve never written it all down before, and I’m still reeling from what I’ve remembered.

    • Abuse takes so many forms. I am no longer surprised at the ways that people find to hurt the weaker innocents in their midst.

      In truth, the memory doesn’t matter. Picking him out of a lineup matters not a whit. We often have this illusion that punishing the perpetrator(s) will solve our problems. It doesn’t. Not ever. what helps is working with an experienced, qualified therapist to help you do the work to heal. nothing else matters. do NOT let your grandmother win. get the help so you can have a beautiful, loving, intimate relationship, a family and a real life. You deserve it.

  27. I’m really thankfull for this post ,none ever was that relatable for me.I was actually abused by my real cousin I guess it started at about 5yo but the thing is no matter how hard I try to remmber my exact age I just can’t ,I pretty much have all what you mentionned above ,I ‘m always kinda scared and ready to fight when there are men around even tho I have dated some but I always feel like I need to be aware and protect myself .the thing is till today (am 19 yo ,2nd year in medecine ) I can’t tell my mom what happened for me I really want to tho , and am kinda worried how am I gunna deal with my patients in the future like If that is gunna have an impact on my behaviour or such since I ve never gone to a therapist .
    sorry for my bad english btw .

    • I’m so glad you found something that was helpful. Don’t worry about telling anyone what happened or who or what or when or where or why. Just do the work to heal and you’ll be fine. the problem with sexual abuse is that in the most unlikely situations, our emotions can spring up in full force, as if we’re in the middle of the abuse. This can happen anywhere and anytime – it can be triggered by a sound or a smell or even a visual cue. My clients often had these episodes when they heard a footstep in the hallway at night, or having sex in the missionary position, or something cooking, or an aftershave, cologne or shampoo…the list is endless. In order to ensure that doesn’t happen in an inappropriate situation for you, do the work to heal. then it’s done. who you tell or what ever other steps you take can be decided later.

      good luck

      • The monster who abused me is here tonight.
        The monster is my stepfather, I can’t stand being around him I asked my mother to let me know when he would be here. He lives at his mother’s house during the week and is usually only here on weekend’s. He has abused me since I was eleven years old. My heart is racing and I can’t breathe

        • you don’t say how old you are, but if you can leave, then get out of there. you don’t need to stay in his company. get help. do the work and heal. don’t look for lots of support. some victims get it, others don’t but you deserve to heal.

          good luck

      • Hi Louis, Thank you for making this post, I’m not sure what I expect out of writing this but I constantly find myself up at night trying to recover memories, so here I am. I’m in my 20’s now and believe I was molested by my grandfather at a very young age, ( And i have almost every sign on this list) the older I got the more it stopped. My grandparents always lived out of state so I would go visit them every summer by myself. I’ve always had one memory that has been the oldest and scariest, I was in their camper being touched on a bed and I knew it was him, I remember being out of it, was awake for a few seconds and passed back out. After that it was things like him “wiping” me on the bathroom sink, wrestling, seeing his genitals while he was “sleeping” on the couch. As I got older, (say around 10-14) whenever my grandmom wasn’t around he would turn into a different person, he would cuss and talk to me about sexual things, and would tell me to protect my reputation. Then it turned into jiggling the door knob to the bathroom I was in when he walked past. Every. Time. There are also many other reasons to believe I was molested, but other than that first time, it was nothing as scary as that from what I can remember. This all came out recently when my aunt told my mom that my little cousin had voluntarily showed him her privates and he was “so shocked” and my cousin said in these words “no he made me do it” My aunt and gmom didn’t believe me when I finally talked about it. When I heard about my cousin I felt sick, apparently my face went white and everything I hadnt thought about for years came back to surface, that everything I thought I was making up all these years was true, and that every bad feeling that man gave me was for a reason. I’ve been dealing with depression and anxiety for as long as I can remember. And this is just one part as to why my childhood wasn’t easy. I keep saying I should talk to a therapist but I am scared as to what they will say and I don’t want to be put on meds, i feel bad knowing that I’m living in the past and I don’t want to give myself any more pity parties but no matter what I still want that closure on what really happened to me.

        • i understand your fears about therapy but they’re from the past – you’ve been taught to not trust yourself. so let’s dispel them.

          1. a therapist can’t prescribe medication. Only an MD can do that. So see a therapist and you won’t have that fear.
          2. A therapist has heard it all. Particularly if you find a therapist who has experience working with abuse survivors. this tragedy has been going on for generations, you won’t be the first and you won’t be the last she sees.
          3. I recommend working with a woman, so you don’t get triggered by the gender of the therapist.
          4. you may never remember more than you do right now but what is more important than memories is to heal your life.
          5. Only YOU can stop all this stuff you’re living with. the anxiety, depression, self doubt and so on. ONLY YOU. You can let this man continue to rob you of your future or you can draw a line in your life and step over it. Today is the day you put a stop to his abuse. Because whether he’s doing it or not, you’re still impacted.
          6 A therapist must be able to work with you without memories. Ask questions and see what the answers are. if you’re not satisfied go to another therapist. it is critical to work with the right person.
          7. Successful therapy is determined by the fourth visit by the level of trust the client has for the therapist. Pay attention to you and your feelings.

          get better. you deserve a rich and full life, not something in the shadows and baked with fear because a pedophile decided to play games with your heart and mind.

          good luck

  28. I have this nagging feelinging that my own adoptive mother crossed the line sexually with me on many different occasions.

    My first vivid memory of me as a child was suckling her nipple around age 4 when she clearly had no reason to nurse me.

    She was always to open and honest when it came conversation about any subject matter. Which looking back £ guess she lacked the ability to filter what appropriate and inato dicuss with a child.

    I can recall going on a road trip with her and she told me that she was wearing no underwear. Her reason because she needed for her vagina to breathe due to the hot weather. During the same trip I remember reaching in between her crotch to grab a banana peel. I got the impression she was excited by this.

    As I enteted puberty that is where things became more strange .she would talk about how my body was developing. Would watch we bathe or deliberately use the washroom as I was naked in the tub. There never seemed to be any clear boundaries with her or any sense gain privacy.

    The worst memory I have is when I got my period. I was quite young when I got my period. By the time I was in the 5th grade I had already had it for over a year.

    My mom knew I was wearing pads and asked if I wanted to start using tampons. I thought hey why not, but it never occured how this would happen.

    She essentially had me sit on a toilet watch me try and insert a tampon in. With my legs spread open I struggled, she than took her finger and it pushed the tampon in. I can recall feeling violated and disgusted. She NEVER washed her hands after. I even asked her why she didn’t wash her hand afterward and she told me there was no need too.

    Whenever we would go shopping for clothes she was always a tad bit too eager to go in the change room with me. Constantly asking me go turn around and make sure the clothes fit right.

    Sonce being raised by a single, she was my entire world. During her moments of being sexual inappropriate I never saw it that way.

    It reached the point where kind of joked with eacher other sexually. I can recall once where she washing my hair in the kitchen sink. She never wore any bras and hear breast kept on grazing my face and mouth. I began to suckle her nipple and of course she became aroused and laughed it off. I have no I idea why I would have done such a thing? When I think about it now I shudder. I was 13 and should have known better.

    It was continuous cycle of one perverted comments after another. How my nipples were showing through my top…etc.

    She once saw explicit images on my personal parts and she went out of her way too look at them. I specifically asked her not too but she made it her obligation to do so.

    As I entered my late teens, and having been raised by an adult with zero boundaries about personal space or privacy; I would share far too much personal details about my sex life. I would talk about how I were too groom my vagina area or how I would get dressed and she would watch me. There times she would deliberately sit at dinner room table with her night gown hiked up so I could see her vagina. She demonstrated zero recognition about how her behavior was vile.

    I know I was sexually molested by my mother. The strong emotions of embrassant and guild crept back up in my conscious when I became pregnant.

    Its been hard to fully discuss it with anyone because my children would not be able to spend time with their grandma. I also would not want to ruin my olders son relationship with her. Deep down I try and convince my self she won’t harm my children, but I honestly don’t know?

    I get really angry at her as too why she always blurred the lines sexually with me?She made the choice to adopt a child older in life without a partner. But what I am trying to figure is why did she has to molest me? She use to also come into my room when I was between tge ages ogmf 6 or 7 lie on top of me and make out with me. Full on kissingon my mouth. She would get really excited, giggle make out with me than leave. It stopped once I got to be about 9 or so.

    8 years ago, I told her the tampon story and she denied all of it.

    I am at the point where I fucking despise her. I can never utter the words ‘I love you” to her because I don’t. I am patiently waiting for her to die.

    I doubt she will ever acknowledge all the pain she has caused in my life. Its hard to cut her out of my life due to financially needing her help. My immediate family consists of her and my 2 sons.

    I want to be able to reach a point where I cut off all communication and contact with her!

    • i would encourage you to look at the symptoms you live from your experience and work with a therapist to heal those. perpetrators are totally self-serving. if she did this to you, what is she doing to your kids? watch carefully and pay attention because perps aren’t choosy about their victims.

      i understand about your situation but she’ll never admit what she did. that’s not possible for her. get the help you need and get we. that’s the best thing you can do for you and your kids.

      good luck

      • I never once thought I was sexually abused until one day about three months ago. I was sleeping over at a friends and I had a dream about getting touched as a kid. I realized that I’ve had so many dreams of this happening again and agian so I went online to see what was up. The first thing that came up was sexually abused so I clicked it and I read the symptoms and I had almost all of them. I hate people touching my hair because it’s scares me, I have a sensitive gag reflex and I would always put my fingered down my throught when I was yaunger which didn’t help. There are so many other things and I just I don’t know. My uncle is getting charged with molesting two yaung boys and my mom said I’ve met him before but I have no memory? I hate the basement but I also hate school class rooms. I don’t remember anything before I was 9 accept for little bits and pieces. I always want to Kill myself and I feel worthless and dirty. Both of my therapist kept on asking me if I was ever abused I’m just so confused and I don’t know how I can tell if I repressed the memory’s. I also hear groans at night time and only I hear them. I’m so scared of men in there 30’s and i don’t know why. I’m only 13 years old and I don’t know what to do.

        • Continue to work with your therapists. I can’t tell if you were abused or not, but I do know this, after working for 20 years in this field: you can heal all the symptoms you’re living with, regardless of their source. You might have been abused but you might never recover those memories. Trying to ‘force’ them makes them go deeper, for most of us. So do the work of healing.

          What would happen if you assumed you were abused without any memories? You might not ever recover those memories. All you could do them was work at proving those bastards wrong by living and thriving and having a good life. It is truly the best revenge.

          stay strong. Do the work. And take care of yourself. Don’t let them win.

          good luck

  29. When I was 5-6, my mom, who would often go out drinking,(and stay in drinking, and who would get wasted almost constantly, etc.), left my older brother and I at the house of a friend named Cathy. During the day I don’t really remember the woman being present, but on the nights we stayed there, my brother would sleep on her couch, and I had to sleep in her bed. Since I never had any extra clothes while I was there, I was always told to strip down to my panties because ‘you aren’t supposed to go to sleep in your day clothes’. She would wear this nightgown that came down to mid-thigh, with no shorts or panties or anything underneath, and basically spoon me when we slept. This happened every time she baby sat us over night. I just want to know, is that considered sexual abuse? Other than her arms being around me, I can’t remember her touching me or anything. And as for my brother, when I was around the same age, up until I was about eight, he would make me touch him and make me let him touch me. My mom made it stop, or at least thought she did, when I was six and he was eight, because she caught us doing it. I don’t really know if that’s considered sexual abuse either, because he’s only two years older than me. As is, he’s still physically and verbally abusive, even though I’m eighteen and he’s twenty. I guess what I want to know, is what he did considered sexual abuse too? He was a kid too when it happened, so I just don’t know. I’m afraid to talk to my therapist about this stuff, even though I know I should. It’s just embarrassing, I guess.

    • Talk to your therapist about these situations. They’re part of your past experiences. from what you’ve described they don’t sound like sexual abuse but I can’t really tell over the web. remember that a therapist has heard it all. there’s nothing under the sun that you’re going to say that’s going to be new or shocking or surprising. so share your concerns and let her help you resolve the feelings around them.

      good luck

      • I have been haunted my a memory of the moment before I believe I was abused, I don’t remember quite how old I was, 6 or seven probably. I was at home alone with my mother’s then boyfriend, going to the bathroom. all I can remember is him coming in and asking if he could help me… I can’t remember anything else. I feel like I must have repressed the memory of being molested, I am 18 years old now and have been homosexual ever since I can remember, I’m wondering if these things could be related. I don’t know I’m just curious. I have lived an otherwise happy and stable life. But this has always troubled me

        • you may or may not have been abused. there’s no way to be certain without some deep therapy whether you’ve blacked out what happened next or if nothing happened. that’s why I always recommend therapy. It’s my opinion that abuse does not make one homosexual but that’s just my opinion and I do’t claim any expertise about the development of homosexuality. I do believe it’s normal for some people but again, I can’t discuss it intelligently since i have very limited knowledge.

          if you’re not having symptoms of abuse then continue living your life. if the memory really bothers you, then get to a qualified, experienced sexual abuse therapist who can help you figure it out.

          good luck

  30. Thank you for this, I felt like I was the only one who didn’t have a clear image of my abuser until now. I’ve experienced the things listed except 1,2,5, & 16. I think, it was around July of 2011 when my parents took me to a psychiatrist at BC Children’s Hospital (Canada) because of my anxiety issues. My psychiatrist was working with a clinician at that time, who was a FEMALE. Then, the clinician got my psychiatrist’s permission to take me into a room alone with her. I didn’t exactly know why, but me and my parents shrugged it off and went on with it. When I was in the room, at first things were normal when she was talking about her past with OCD, until she came to the floor with me when I was playing toys, and, yeah, she touched me. Out of embarrassment I did not tell my parents, and soon I forgot about it. Four years later, it was 2015, when I had a sudden flashback and remember it, and started hating myself for not telling my parents as if this whole thing was my fault. I’ve been thinking of reporting it to the police for a long time but I’m scared that no one’s going to believe me. I’m scared that she is going to find out and attack me for it and make me look like a liar. Help, what do I do?

    • I don’t know if you’ll be believed or not. it’s been a while and if there are no other reports, then there’s a problem. It would be interesting to know why the psychiatrist wanted you alone with her. I don’t have your answer since I don’t think there’s one right answer, and you have to do what suits you but I would suggest you ask yourself “what will I gain if I tell the police and my parents?” the question is meant to help you sort out your motives behind the desire. so many victims think they will miraculously heal and all their problems will go away if they publicly name their abuser but that’s not true. Healing takes lots of work and lots of time and lots of emotional investment. For many people, disclosing the abuse causes more trauma which has to be resolved before the other issues can be confronted and allowed to heal. I’d suggest you do the work to get over the symptoms you’ve got. at a minimum, start the healing journey. then decide if and who you want to tell about what happened.

      we are not in an enlightened age about child abuse and its long term effects. Many people will blow off your story because “It was ONLY touching and it was only once!” that’s not right, nor is it fair but starting your healing work will better equip you to do what you have to do.

      good luck

      • Thank you Louise.

        • you need to report it so it doesn’t happen to others. think of the children you would be saving.

  31. I am 35 years old and when i was growing up as a young child i could not stand my dad at all….I hated him all through my child hood I did not want him to hug me kiss me tuck me in for bed….I wanted nothing to do with him….and I have no idea why. Why did I hate him so much….still till this day I dont know. Well with in the last few years Ive been living with my dad and he has been say sexual remarks to me…like about my nipples and he said to me…hey I bet you would like this vibrsating tooth brush up inside you wouldnt you…and he holding this tooth brush of his in his hand….hes came up from behind me and grab my boobs and ewhen i pushed his hands away he did it again…hes given me a hug and wouldnt let go then tells me i can feel your nipples real well against my chest….now mind you he is my real blood dad….well I have a five year old daughter now who reminds me of me when i was younger and how i was towards my dad. She wants nothing to do with him when he trys to hug, kiss or get close to her….hes always buying her gifts and thats not like him. My five year old daughter is acting sexual things out naked with her stuffred animals….DO YOU THINK IT IS POSSIBLE THAT THE REASON I HATED MY DAD SO MUCH WHEN I WAS YOUNG IS BECAUSE HE COULD OF MOLESTED ME? COULD HE BE DOING THAT TO MY DAUGHTER TOO? I cant remember a lot of childhood and i dont remember anything about him doing anything to me….so I am confused. Now when I took my daughter in to have an exam before i left my house i said to my dad…he were gong to the doctors so my daughter could get her exam and my dads first thing that came out of him mouth was…” FOR WHAT TO TELL IF A FINGER HAS BEEN UP INSIDE HER?” then he said ” ARE THEY GOING TO BE ABLE TO KNOW WHO IT IS AND WILL THEY PUT HIM IN JAIL?” Now what do you think about that?? Please get back to me…thank you

    • of course it’s possible he molested you. at a minimum his current behavior is totally unacceptable. and his comments about your daughter suggest ugly bad things. I can’t say if he’s done that but would recommend you work with your daughter and a child therapist to find out what’s going on with her. If he’s abusing her, the effects will last a lifetime, and you can put a stop to it right now. for her sake, I urge you to see a professional. If he abused you, he’s abusing her. if he didn’t abuse you, he might be abusing her. certainly his comments would lead me to think that.

      good luck

      • Do you have anyone else you can live with??!

    • Please get out of that house if you haven’t already. I know you know what he is saying and doing is wrong, but I also know that when you grow up around this type of behavior you become desensitized to it. I am telling you from an outside perspective- it is Not Ok! Normal Dads dont do this! Whatever you have to do- get out. There are many resources out there to help single moms get on their own two feet. You can do this. If not for yourself then definitely for her! I’ll keep you both in my thoughts and prayers.

  32. Hi, I”m 14 and I’ve been fighting the thought that it’s possible for me to have been sexually abused. I want to speak with my therapist about these issues but I’m terrified about what he might say. I don’t want to kid myself into thinking I’ve been abused but I don’t want to ignore this either. Do you have any suggestions to help me get to the bottom of this?

    • In my experience the uncertainty is resolved by working through the issue with a therapist What might he say that you find so terrifying? No, I don’t think you were? Okay, then you can deal with whatever brought you to therapy from a different perspective. Yes, I think you were? then you will deal with whatever brought you to therapy from that perspective.

      always remember that knowing if you were abused doesn’t take the repercussions away from you…it simply puts an explanation around them. In either case, you still have to work to heal and recover.


  33. I think I was molested when I was younger by my great uncle.My mum told me I idolised him when I was younger but all feel towards him is hate. I’ve started having dreams of him molesting me.I don’t like going near him. I I don’t like males touching me. I struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts.

    • you may or may not have been molested by him or someone else. the only way to know for sure is to work with a qualified professional therapist to see what else, if anything comes out.

      good luck

      • Thanks for posting this. I have known for many years that I was molested by my father. It started when I was young but I’m not sure what age. I do know that it finally stopped when I was 16. The water thing, in the face, has always bugged me. It bugged me worse that I have trouble swimming, even though I can swim very well. I have trouble hanging out with kids in the pool because I don’t want to be surprised by water in the face. So it’s good to have a connection. I can talk about it with my therapist and we can work on it.

        Also, thanks for the comments about watching kids play. Never have I watched a child and thought about it being sexual. Not even when my own kids ran naked in the yard in the swimming pools and such.

        I have a lot of stuff to work on yet but having these signs is a good way to bring it up and get them worked on.

        • thank you. I’m glad you found it helpful.

      • Can you elaborate on the dislike of water in the face? My wife exhibts this and other utems on the list.

        • many survivors do not like the shower hitting them in the face. often swimming with her face in the water can also be difficult. there are multiple possible reasons for this reaction but it’s often from being forced to fellate adult men. However, there are also many other reasons for this reaction, not related to sexual abuse.

          just a word…it does not help us to get too deeply into opinion about whether a person was abused as a child. if we don’t remember, mentioning your opinion can create a variety of problems, including planting an idea that isn’t real or setting a cause for emotions and behavior that isn’t accurate. Or flat out denial of something that did happen. so anything beyond a single, simple question can do more damage than good.

  34. Hello,
    I am a young adult and recently I have been questioning some things that have happened in the past. Many of my family members are not especially close to my father, more so now that he has married a woman near the age of my oldest sister. My mother has told me that my father was “Sexually strange”. He did some things to her that I will not mention. I learned about 6 months ago from my mom that my dad would throw me down the stairs as a baby. She did not know he did this until he did it in front of her. He also would get very aggressive with me. My father at the time did not have a job for over two years. He would coddle my younger baby sister and I would feel jealous. I would release my anger on my younger sister in a violent way. This startled my mom and I would be punished accordingly. From my mother I remember she would put me in the bathroom for timeouts and she would talk to me. Although I cannot remember the punishments I received from my father. In fact I have no memory of my father at home…. I only remember him after the divorce. I don’t understand why I have faint memories of my mother but none of my father. I did not think about any of this until I began learning in class about a coping technique called repression. I did have extreme trust issues with men. I would be flirtatious, but every time a guy tried to kiss me I would get very cold feet. I remember that once I had these people in a office building ask me if my dad ever touched me inappropriately. I said that he did not. My mother has told me that during the divorce at a time he pushed to have only full custody of me. He had 4 other daughters…..A few times while trying to fall asleep I got these shutters. I don’t know why….. It happened once next to my boyfriend on a car ride. He tried to shake me but I felt this, well um this dark feeling inside….. I can’t explain it. After the divorce I would bawl leaving from my dads house. I wanted to stay according to my mother. I was the most affected child after the divorce. My mother placed me therapy but the only therapy that worked was “Play Therapy”. I believe my dad is a narcissist and while visiting him for the weekends I feel caged. I know the relationship with my father is toxic. I am a good student and I study my assignments while at his house, this kind of agitates him because he thinks that I need to be spending quality time with only him…. I recently told my boyfriend that I think my dad could have inappropriately touched me. He said that he didn’t think that my dad would do such a thing. I do sometimes have fantasies about rape. I feel incredibly guilty for this I haven’t told my boyfriend nor do I intent to ever tell him this…. I don’t think this is normal. I am extremely sensitive especially when someone touches my neck or sides. Boys at my school used to tease me because I would spas so much when they would poke my sides. As a child I was always fantasizing about having a boyfriend. I have a lot of anxiety and I try to cope with it by taking hot baths and some meditation. I don’t want to sound like I’m looking for pity….. I just want to know what I can do to try and cope in a healthier way… And to understand what is going on internally…

    • there is no way to know what happened before, if it was anything or nothing. you’ll have to work with a qualified, experienced therapist to determine what are the repercussions from your childhood and the parents divorce.

      • Hi my adult daughter has recently said her father abused her when she was younger there was no sex it was him touching her never her touching him . She has always lived at home she is 25 always got on with him never showed any signs of being unhappy or strange towards him she has a 1 yr old daughter who she brought home to our house and was quite happy for her father to take the baby out and strip her for bathing etc she has allowed him to take her out on his own she has always worked enjoyed going out with friends she lives a happy life in my opinion I am lost heartbroken and don’t know which way to turn any advice would be appreciated thanks

        • if I were you, I’d work with a qualified therapist who can help you pick through what was told to you and why. you don’t mention the circumstances of her reveal. and if she’s allowing her dad to bathe her daughter it is one of two things: the revealing was for some reason other than getting help or it really happened and your daughter is minimizing the trauma.

          doesn’t sound like you’re convinced it happened, given her current behavior. yet, you don’t want to ignore her claims either. do your work to figure out where you stand on what was told. perhaps there’s something in this relationship with your daughter that is causing either her words or your confusion.

          good luck

  35. I don’t know if I’ve been sexually abused by my dad, but I saw the symptoms and I have most of them. My Dad and I used to be really close, then at one point I started to hate him. I know that he physically beat my siblings and me, but I’ve never known for sure if he raped me. I member seeing flashes of him full naked, and then I can’t remember anything else. As a child, I knew what sex was before my mother gave me “the talk,” and the first thing that I asked her about was rape when she did tell me. Ever since then, I’ve hated my dad and don’t trust him alone with kids, but I felt sexually attracted to other boys at the young age of seven, but scared of all men that were older than 20. I got paranoid as a child about my siblings, being the oldest of five, and never letting them out of my sight. I also remember waking up at night and checking everyone’s bedrooms at night to make sure that they were safe. I had a constant fear of people, unless they were women, and when ever I brought up people being molested or raped around my dad, even if I wasn’t talking to him, he would quickly change the subject. But that might only be because he was molested as a child. His dad would beat him and my dad used the same methods on us, so he might of raped me because he was raped, but he did molest me, I don’t remember. I only remember seeing him fully naked on occasion.

    • As always, I can’t provide the solution to your dilemma. Memories are not snapshots of moments in time, but pieces of data that our brains process, depending on a bunch of criteria. so as always, I recommend that you work with a trained, qualified experienced therapist who can help you figure it out.

      good luck

  36. I was physically abused by Dad. From what I recall the physical abuse took place between kindergarten and about 5th grade. He was an alcoholic. He never beat my younger brother and sister. I have very vivid memories as a child of coming home anxious after school around 3 pm because I would have to wait until about 6 – 9 pm (depending upon how late he stayed at the bars) to hear his car pull in the driveway and then I wouldn’t know if he was in a rage or not. There was no justification for the beatings as compared to other kids (in my family, in the neighborhood and at school), I was a respectful, kind well-behaved kid. My youngest sister, Michelle, at a young age, would manipulate Dad to beat me. She would often cry to Mom or Dad and lie that I was being “mean” to her and that achieved a tremendous result for her. She would then have Dad to use as her thug to beat me and then whenever he beat me, he would show her lots of favor such as her getting to watch her TV programs or other favor. She later revealed that he sexually abused her. Therefore, I then understood why that dynamic took place. She later revealed he sexually abused her son at a young age as well. Back then she called the police on him and the police took him to the police station. There was a time as an adult where I did not find Dad “in the act” but found all the signs that he sexually abused my nephew (Michelle’s son) when he was about 3 years old.

    He regularly beat me with his thick leather belts that he would “whip” out of his beltloops.would At 50 years old that sound still makes me cringe due to PTSD. He would use wooden hangars to beat me but those often broke because he hit me so hard with them so instead he would get 3-5 me metal wire hangars to beat and whip me. He would use his fist and open hand as well. What is crazy is that I was a quiet, shy, reserved, well-behaved, great student and athlete. For example, I recall my grade school electing me president of my class nearly year in grade school. I recall being a star athlete as well as a child being selected for team lead positions and being selected for the “all-star” teams.

    As much as the physical beatings hurt, what hurt more was the humiliation from my father forcing me to walk downstairs immediately after the beatings to sit down at the dinner table with my family of 3 other siblings along with Mom and Dad the alcoholic, monster abuser. I would obviously be sobbing but trying to be quiet after the horrific beatings and Dad would point his finger at me and yell at me saying, “if I didn’t shut-up he would take me upstairs and beat me even harder…” And he actually did that several times because at times because I was in so much pain that I couldn’t help but sob. Those were physically the most painful times when I would get beat twice.

    I could honestly say that my monster Dad treated me far worse than any other person in his life and treated me far worse than his dog.

    Nearly every night I would stare out of my window at night fantasizing about running away and going through over and over where I could go and live to be away from the monster. It was routine I recall doing nearly every night. I thought of neighbors, friends, relatives but everyone I came up with I assumed they would turn me back over to the monster and then I thought he would probably break my bones or murder me. I seriously thought he might murder me.

    Where was Mom? She was downstairs in the kitchen during the beatings. She “never” interrupted the beatings. I saw him acting aggressively towards her back then so maybe she was afraid. She was 17 and he was 21 when they married. Neither were college educated although Dad did have a tennis scholarship to Long Beach State Univ but he dropped out after a semester. He never talked about it. I believe he was kicked out of school because he was a partier and drank a lot back then in school (he used to brag about such).

    In my junior high school years I continued to be a high-achiever in sports and I started to lift weights and “bulk-up” with tremendous motivation to protect myself from my abusive dad. I recall him coming home from work drinking beer sitting at the kitchen table and I would work out for 2-3 hours after school with weights and then go into the kitchen drinking lots of milk and protein powder. Dad would not say a word to me and he tried to take my weight set away (which I saved up for and purchased from Paper route money) because he told Mom the weights were going to “ruin” my body. So I told Mom if she took them then I would work out at my friends’ homes so it didn’t matter to me if they took them. They did not take them. I then enrolled myself in karate at a young age all with the intent to protect myself from my abusive father. He stopped hitting me around this age. I felt like it was because I was working out.

    The abuse did not stop though. This is when the abuse changed from physical abuse to mental, emotional and verbal abuse. He would often make fun of me and laugh. He never gave me advice about things. He would manipulate me instead. Mom and Dad owned some retail businesses and he made me work the most hours out of the siblings. I rarely was paid by him. And he would make me the “graveyard” shift at the 7-11’s as early as my high school years even when there were police reports of a murderer going around during the early morning hours to rob and in various situations either tie up, beat the clerk and in a couple extreme cases, murdered graveyard clerk. That did not matter to mom and dad though. They still made me work that shift.

    Dad would often talk badly about me my whole life. He talked badly about all of the girlfriends I would bring home to visit and meet my family. I would eventually stop bringing them over because he was often an embarrassment. Very often, he was so drunk, I would walk in the home and he would be passed out in random places in the home, drunk in the middle of the day passed out on the floor of the entry way in the home of just off the entry way in the living room.

    As an adult, we found him having affairs. I caught him having an affair with one of his employees early on in my life. And the entire family knew he was having an affair with one of his employees, Connie.

    As adults, we were civil to each other but I always felt like he did not want to be close to me. He was a lot closer to my younger brother which always confused me growing up because I was the son that worked far more hours for him in his businesses and I was the son that was the better athlete and he loved sports.

    There were times as an adult when he would still abuse me (on an emotional or verbal level). For example, he would call me faggot, queer and tell people I was gay either behind my back or in front of me and the others. Once he even did that in front of his pastors parents whom were his friends. Mom was their too. I asked him why he would say that and he did not have an answer. He would not reply to me.

    I recall another time when his pastor’s wife wanted to set me up with one of her friends. Mom told me such. I recall seeing the girl and not finding her attractive and with all due respect she was not at my professional or educational level and I was looking for more of a match in those areas. Anyway, when I was along with Dad, he told me that his Pastor’s wife wanted me to her girlfriend and then Dad further told me, “I don’t know what she would see in you, you don’t deserve somebody as good as her, you have nothing going on in your and your worthless compared to her…this was at a time when I had years earlier graduated President of my Class at a top MBA program in the country on full scholarship, had owned several properties and had just recently purchased an ocean view home on my own two blocks from the beach in the most exclusive beach and expensive community in LA County. I kindly told him that I saw the girl and did not find her attractive.

    I recall other times when he had very odd behavior towards me. At 23 years old I had purchased my first home and took him for a tour through it. It was newer and nicer construction than his home so there may have been some jealousy but regardless, I toured him through the home and he had the strangest look on his face and would not say a word about the home. Walked out of the home and we drove back to his business in his car and he did not say one single word to me. I simply wanted to get his opinion on the home and he would not say anything.

    Another time, I had just purchased a new, expensive, luxury sedan that I needed for clients in business. I was about 30. Mom made him drive in the car with me to see it and he drove with me and didn’t say one word about the car. Instead he brought a cassette tape to play of his pastor that he was obsessed with and during the drive he only commented on the pastors’s words.

    There were three different times when I approached him to talk about his abuse of me and he denied ever abusing me and instead told me that he would never, ever touch me in an inappropriate way or do anything bad to me. I cried at the first two times when he replied that way. The third time, I just told him, ok, let’s not talk about this since you don’t want to admit what you did to me.

    He was diagnosed with cancer in hist late 60’s and died at 72 with stomach cancer. I recall my last conversation I had with him. I was going to ask him once more about why he chose me to abuse so much and I gained the initiative to walk in the hospice room to discuss with him but he was lying there so weak and frail. He actually asked me to pick him and move him on his bed. And I thought, wow, the roles have certainly reversed here. He went from a 200+ lb strong husky man who used to beat me when I was about a 30-60 pound kid to me now being a 230 lb strong young fit man and was probably about 140 lbs or less. So I lovingly picked him up and moved him and when I placed him down he was barely able to speak. So I thought, I missed my window to ask him a fourth time about why he beat me so much. So instead, I thanked him for working hard for the family and told him I loved him and was going on and on and then he interrupted me and said, “Son, I am sorry for all of the bad things I did to you in your life…”

    Obviously he was being introspectively confronted with his bad deeds to me and probably felt overwhelmed with me telling him how much I loved him still so he just burst out with that and probably to get right with God too.

    I often think about “what could have been” in my life if I had a healthy father. Overall Mom was sad because she said she really didn’t have a loving husband so she lived as good of a life as she could without him. My older sister was beat too but not as bad as me. She has an adorable daughter. My younger sister and brother became alcoholics like Dad. I felt like he did a great job brainwashing them to hate as they both confessed dad used to say a lot of negative things about me to them.

    I still life with a lot of open questions about why he was so evil and ugly to me. Mom told me he was jealous of me. My sister, a psychologist, told me that he was an extreme narcissist. I believe they are both correct compounded by the fact that he was an alcoholic as well.

    I believe due to the unstable family life my siblings and I never married (all 4 of us around in our late 40s and early 50s are still not married)…

    What bothers me is that many people at Dad’s church and at his businesses talk about him like he was the greatest person that ever lived…I feel like writing all of my thoughts to tell his circle how he really was…I feel like I need some redemption like that.

    I have a cousin that is like a big brother to me. He is a great family man and I look up to him for a lot of reasons. He knew my father very well as he grew up and was close to dad. When I confessed the abuse to my cousin, his response was, “Well…all of that abuse didn’t seem to harm you too much as you managed to be very successful in all areas of your life…”…

    • you’ve certainly had a lot to deal with, from a very young age. Unfortunately, we can speculate forever about why your dad did those things, but you’ll never know for sure. I’ll bet, if you asked him ‘why’ and he was rational and sane and calm, he’d say he doesn’t know either. family relationships are complicated, even abusive ones. he was definitely a narcissist. and an alcoholic. and maybe jealous. or perhaps he didn’t like the color of your hair or eyes or perhaps you reminded him of a bully he put up with as a child. You will never know.

      so a better question to ask yourself is “why does it matter?” You’re a successful adult. It hurt like hell, all of it. Every lousy stinking stupid minute of it. but it is over. Yes, maybe you could have been a lot more successful without the abuse. But maybe not. we’ll never know because this is your life.

      I hope that doesn’t sound harsh but looking for an answer you’ll never find is not productive. it’s confusing and frustrating and ugly.

      Start with where you are. Be good to you. Treat yourself as you wish you’d been treated as a child. Treat others in that same kind way.

      and LIVE. Happiness is your best result. The rest is just stuff.

      good luck and thanks for sharing.

      • Thank you for reading my post and for your profound words Louise.

        It’s hard to just completely leave it behind as I have triggers of his antagonistic and abusive ways everyday.

        I recall going to him for his marriage approval when I was going to propose to my college sweetheart. He gave me about a 2-hour lecture about how women are evil, nasty, ugly and nagging people who were created to ruin the lives of men by taking their time and freedom. He told me to get married if I wanted my life ruined or to stay single if I wanted a satisfying and happy life. It was bizarre he said that because Mom was a sweetheart and an amazing woman.

        I recall as well (when I worked in commercial real estate) advising him “against” an investment where he wanted to risk / leverage his and Mom’s entire net worth on a commercial property investment that was (by what my research indicated) very expensive (I was a commercial real estate broker at the time and would have been quite thrilled for the transaction to happen because I would have made a big commission). When that investment was purchased by somebody else, I visited my parents and Dad (in his 60’s) was hysterical in tears because he heard he just lost the investment. Mom had advised him against it as well. However, I was the “bad one” in the family because he told everyone that “I made him lose” a large amount of money. My parents told me to leave their home during that visit and not visit for awhile. It turned out 6 months later the real estate market crashed. I visited the new owner of the property and he had complained to me that he lost a large amount of money because he purchased the investment at the very top of the market. I never received credit from them for saving them from that investment. I just recall at the time, it being a very expensive investment. I also recall Dad telling family, friends, his pastor and even my 5 year-old niece that I was a “bad person” because I made him “lose” so much money. I vividly recall my niece asking me “why I made Grandpa lose a lot of money and why he called me bad and weird.”

        I recall as well when I was in the 8th grade, I had a bicycle accident where my head cracked open and was bleeding profusely. I was with friends and we stopped at a local convenience store where I called my Dad because my bike broke and I could barely walk due to the accident. I had to tie my shirt around my skull to contain the bleeding. Dad was 5 miles away and told me he would be right there. However, he didn’t show up right away so I kept calling and he was still at his business telling me he was about to leave. 5 hours later Mom showed up and was yelling at me for getting in an accident and interrupting Dad and her during their busy day at the business. I later learned Dad left the business and drove around looking for Mom for about 3 hours before he finally found her to have her pick me up and take me to the hospital. I later heard she was upset that he did not handle it and that I could have died. It was a serious accident as I was in intensive care for a week and the hospital for two weeks.

        I never understood him. I recall him asking me to visit with his pastor, his church board and himself for a board meeting where they were discussing the possible sale of one of the church properties for $10M. I was working in commercial real estate at the time. I recall at the board they had a very competent team and the meeting ended with them not knowing if they were going to keep or sell the property but I invited to contact me at anytime if they needed me for advisory needs. Fast forward one year later, the family went on a cruise together. In the back of my mind, I wanted to make sure I went on the cruise as I was thinking it may have been the family’s last vacation with Dad since we did not vacation that often together. Dad and I were at breakfast outside on the deck one morning having breakfast and I was thinking wow this is beautiful and great being with Dad. Mom had warned me on the cruise that Dad was “angry” with me and he was going to to talk to me about it. So at breakfast, Dad said, “Son, we are going to have a man-to-man talk right now…I want to know why you “refused and failed” to sell the pastor’s church. You are an embarrassment to me, I brought you to the board meeting and you embarrassed me among my friends by not selling the church. So I kindly replied, Dad you don’t understand or remember, I followed up with the pastor and a couple on his staff and invited them to contact me at anytime for free advisory and they followed up twice and told me they were likely going to keep it. However, my Dad persisted that the church was in bad financial shape due to me and my failure to sell the property…so I kindly told him no Dad you don’t understand my business and you are wrong. He got up from the table crying like a little baby and later Mom approached me and asked me why I made Dad cry. He was such a pathetic manipulator like that.

        I recall another time he was paying my 20 year old high school dropout sister, $60k/year to work part time for him plus she received a lot of other perks from him. I was 23, working on my own making about half that (after graduating from college). So one day, I didn’t need the money but was more curious, I asked him for a one hundred dollar loan telling him I would pay him back in one week when I was paid from the bank I was working for at the time. He told me no because that was a lot of money…he obviously had the money but for some reason would lend me. And again I didn’t need it but was just testing him to see if he would show me just a small amount of favor compared to my sister.

        In my 30’s due to hard work I had built up a real estate portfolio bigger than what he had at his age then. My brother used to tell me that Dad would criticize me though to my brother telling him that I was less of a man than him (dad) because I had to take loans out to buy my properties. What was bizarre then is that dad had loans on all of his properties he owned but I guess dad couldn’t find anything better to put me down behind my back.

        I recall another time I was 23 years old and I had been moved out of my parents home for two years (I lived with them my final two years in college at 20 and 21). I had not visited in a few months and then my antagonizing younger sister was there who regularly manipulated my dad against me. Anyway, dad came in the home from work after talking with my sister Michelle outside. He walked in the home and was raising his voice at me telling me that Michelle just told him that I did not take out the trash yesterday and therefore the trash cans were going to be full for a week. It was quite an absurd moment as I told dad…dad, don’t you realize I have not lived here in nearly two years. I live 40 miles away…

        I am 50 years old and to this day I still lock my bedroom door at night when I sleep. My girlfriend asked why I always lock my door at night and my reply was I lock it to keep dad out just in case he is raging and wants to beat me. She said, but your dad is dead. Any my reply was, I know but I grew up doing that feeling more safe that he can not come in if the door is locked…

        My younger brother and sister looked at my dad like he was a superhero. They used to be party buddies together though. They both became alcoholics like him. He taught them to be quite disrespectful to me as well. My younger sister labeled me with a very ugly nickname with the f-word. Her son revealed how she taught him to hate me. When he was around more, he used to call me very ugly names and even verbally and physically attacked me during a drug-use episode. My brother has been quite disrespectful to me for the past 30 years. It was interesting because one day he humbly called me up and asked me out to lunch. He commented that I had gone on to become successful in life in my career, grad school and owning properties. He complained to me that the only thing he had was a car on loan and $800 in the bank. He asked if I could help him buy a property because he said he asked dad but dad refused to help him. So having real estate experience I helped my brother buy a duplex fixer-upper. I gave him a $20k gift, lent him a lot more money and then bought him tools, art, furniture, etc for his home. I even quit working for several months to do the majority of the work on the property, while he worked. Looking back, it was bad life management to give and donate so much of me and my time to help him but regardless, I did it wanting to help with a giving and loving heart hoping to kick-start his life. What is interesting is after I finished his project for him, he went back to his disrespectful ways towards me. I was shocked he could behave that way to me and use me but I just put it behind me as a learning lesson.

        I wish I could say I could just leave these things behind but I often have triggers for them.

        I am dating a clinical therapist at the moment and it’s I thought that would be great because we could talk about these things and she would understand me. But she has told me that she does not like to talk about it because she does therapy all day and wants to take a break after work. I guess she is not passionate about her work perhaps. It’s interesting as well because when we do talk about it, she brings up what she thinks are “more abusive” stories from her clients basically trying to minimize my stories…

        I can go on and on with stories about my abusive father…

        I have had multiple therapists over the years and we talk about these things but I find that the memories and triggers never leave me. And yes, I believe I could have been more successful if I had a healthy father that did not abuse me.

        After I had my bicycle accident in 8th grade, I was not able to play football, baseball and basketball any longer because my neurologist told me my skull was too sensitive and repairing itself. He recommended I learn golf and / or tennis. I did very well in sports and so when I could not play sports any longer it was very hard on my life. So I begged my father to put me into golf and tennis lessons. He instead would make me work in the family businesses. I recall begging him every day to stop by the local golf course and / or city hall to take tennis lessons. His reply would always be, “ok if we have time today but if not let’s definitely go tomorrow to do that…” Tomorrow never came so after begging him for 4 years from 8th grade to Junior year in high school, I just gave up because my senior year it did not matter any longer. I later took tennis lessons and golf lessons as a young adult and did very well. I did so well in golf, my golf instructor said I was born with a gift to play the game and wanted me to become a student with the local most successful golf professional in the area but I was not able to afford it since I had just finished college and was not making much money and needed the money for student loans and rent, etc. I went on to play as a hobby in and out of state tournaments and received a lot of awards over the years.

        I agree that my father was a narcissist and an alcoholic. I have concluded that he was jealous of me as well. He was a mentally ill individual. I recall Mom finding child porn pictures in his car one time. She broke down cried and approached him about it and he lied telling her that those pictures were a friend’s pictures.

        Mom revealed to me when I was an adult that she used to be so very excited watching me grow and excel in academics, leadership and in sports. She told me that I was her little super star excelling in everything I did…she told me that she would excitingly bring up my accomplishments to dad to discuss them but she said he would always quiet her saying things like, yes, he is doing well but we can’t give him any compliments because we don’t want him getting a big ego.

        Mom later revealed as well that when my older sister was a young girl, dad would have mom dress her up in a cute dress on Sundays and he would take her out on his own and leave Mom at home because he told her Sundays were Daddy-daughter day and that Mom was not allowed to join them. Mom confessed that he would often come home late at night with her after leaving first thing in the morning on Sundays. Mom said she would cry a lot on those Sundays over not being allowed to join dad and my sister on daddy-daughter day.

        • Again, this will sound harsh, Brandon, but try to stop yourself every time you start ‘remembering’ the past. Say to yourself “Stop”. and choose another thought. The single most freeing thing I learned about my mind and that of my clients (and all people) is that we can train ourselves about what to think about. Every time you allow your mind to go into the past, you bring up all kinds of evidence that you were abused. you feel bad, naturally enough. But if you train your brain to leave all that bad stuff in the past and think of good things – all your successes which have been many – then you don’t feel bad. Over time and with hours and hours and hours of practice, your mind will no longer go down that path into the past and then you won’t feel bad.

          you can’t change what happened to you. You’ll never know why. but you can choose to make sure you don’t suffer another moment from the past. Make a different choice. You can do it. I did it. My dad was a violent vicious pedophile. But I learned this technique of choosing another thought and I have to tell you, it doesn’t cross my mind any more except in instances like this where it can help someone else. I am who I am. I’m as successful as i allow myself to be. so let it go and live your best life.

          it’s your turn.

          • Thanks for your note Louise. I can appreciate your advice. I trained my mind like that to put it behind me at an early age. I was a teenager, when I decided to convince myself that I was “blessed” that I was abused. I would explain that whenever it came up in conversation that I was physically abused. I would explain to others that I was blessed because being physically abused gave me a tremendous of benefits over my siblings that were not abused. I would explain it gave me:
            – intuitiveness and common sense because these skills were valuable to take care of myself since I knew my parents were not looking out for me
            – heightened awareness in all situations as I was always aware around home if dad was going to abuse me or not
            – an increased ability to read others (as I was constantly reading Dad’s non-verbal communication to attempt to predict how he would behave towards me)
            – inspiration to finish school early and buy my first home early (at 23 years old) because I wanted to be on my own away from Dad permanently in my own home
            – it taught me physical fitness and self-defense because due to his abuse in my early teen years I became an avid weight-lifter and self-defense enthusiast because I wanted to be able to defend myself against his beatings

            Dad passed 7 years ago and Mom passed 3 years ago. When Mom passed, a lot of the memories of the abuse surfaced and I have been battling it more than when they were alive. When Mom and Dad were alive, it was a dark ugly secret that even Mom denied as she said when Dad was beating me she did not know that was taking place and she stressed that she did not hear it which was an absolute lie because she was one room over hearing it all and then saw me at the dinner table when I was sobbing and hurting so much I was not able to eat.

            Training my mind to convince myself that I was blessed did actually do me good. I guess I have become more introspective because since Mom died, there was a period when I went through old pictures and spent time at their home to help handle estate items.

            Thank you for reading my posts and for your feedback.

        • This is for Brandon – you have PTSD and just can’t stop yourself and train your brain to turn off ugly memories.

          • thank you for your comment Theresa. I have edited it because I don’t publish recommendations that I can’t personally verify. what’s great for one person can be toxic for another. and comments here last forever.

  37. Thank you for publishing this comprehensive list. I’m a male survivor of childhood abuse by my grandfather and it helped me understand some of my own behaviors, and I have seen a counselor in college to heal and be able to form intimate relationships.
    However, I am experiencing PTSD since my partner works at a daycare and she is often around the little ones. Preschools and before, kids in diapers. I keep thinking about her changing males (and only males) and seeing their privates, and having this strong emotion that I don’t want her to, even though I trust her as a person to not view them in any sexual way and she’s explained to me multiple times how she doesn’t look, gives them a toy to play with, etc. The only thing that helps me is reading about daycare procedures around toileting and if whether people ensure the privacy of children during it. I feel as though with my own children I would have less of a fear, because I’m the one changing them and would have the “control” to where I know that the time they are “exposed” is minimal.
    This is because my grandfather would often drag me in his room after I went to the bathroom, and even gave my penis a nickname which was the Hungarian word for Merchandise. So as I’d run to the bathroom he’d shout it across the house, and then catch me after. I feel as though from that pattern this is normal reaction but I can’t help feel crappy for maybe not trusting my girlfriend even though I know she would never view kids this way. Questions like the one you asked after point 16 help a lot, I somehow need to even trust care centers as safe. I must also point out that I am fully blind, so my experience relies on touch alone, and for that reason when a person “touches” a child while diapering them and wiping them off, it may feel more personal to me in the context of it being the only sense which is my primary one. Sighted people use their eyes first, then their hands. These are just some of my own strategies for coping I came up with.
    I’m starting counseling again and feel as though the effects of my childhood abuse will be a life-long thing. Is this true? Will I always have little issues like this popping up even after I solve this one? That alone makes me more sad as well.
    Thanks again for the articles and posts. 🙂

    • I’m glad you found the list helpful. I am so pleased to see that you are working with a therapist again. Trauma from childhood abuse comes back in different ways and from different stimulus (like your gf working at a day care) but as we resolve these issues, fewer and fewer come back. The process works like this:
      1. we are a victim of child sexual abuse, whether we know it happened or not
      2. we are survivors of CSA (usually we’re working on these issues)
      3. We are adults that happened to.
      4. It’s just ‘stuff’.

      so recovery is totally possible. it’s happened for me and many of my clients.

      Child Sexual Abuse is so damaging, in part, because it affects so many parts of our lives and can keep coming back for a long time. but you’re doing the right thing, dealing with it and healing. good for you. I promise, with continued attendance to the issues, and your time and effort to heal things as they pop up, you will be healed and those trauma will NOT return all the time – they will become ‘just stuff’.

      good luck

      • Thanks Louise for such a prompt response, I respect your tenacity for replying to a post you published already a few years back. I’ve been reading the thread and will continue doing so.
        I know male survivors are more rare (and also stigmatized differently in society.) My family denies the abuse and would just say “oh, he’s taking him in his room to play with some radios. ha ha how funny.,” even though I know when I was 6 or 7 my sister developed a stutter (she’s my twin, fully sighted, and often would be scared by him and run away, so I got more of the abuse time-wise.) Is this common also? My mother then told her to never see him again because I think she suspected or even knew something felt off. (+he’s an alcoholic, of course.)
        I don’t want to take much more of your time and the story stuff I can deal with a counselor too, so a few other questions from a professional level:
        -Are there ways to accept rational thought during such a PTSD moment or techniques for letting rationality enter your mind easier? I don’t want my girlfriend to lose trust – she knows that I am experiencing this PTSD over my childhood abuse and that her work can impact this, but in no way do I want her to blame herself or to feel like I don’t trust her to be safe with kids.
        -When dealing with my own children, how common is it to transpose your own abuse experiences on them? I know I will face some trust issues around babysitters (whether they bathe my child, etc) and will probably be more forward about their needs in specific toileting or changing. I guess part of me is afraid that I will always have this lingering sense of unease and I don’t want them to ever develop any unhealthy or even be sheltered as a result.
        -Finally, you mentioned some books from male survivors, written by them. What might these be? I don’t know how common this specific type of reaction to abuse is (the toileting/changing / privacy of children and their dignity), since most just talk of the sexual difficulties abuse can create. Again, a topic which needs more literature for sure.
        Thanks once more, this will be my last reply as I know how insightful your answers can be. Take care and stay well.

        • Denying the abuse is very common by the family. and even more so when the victim is male. Unfortunately, I’m not an expert on PTSD, so I won’t say too much except that some of my clients have had success using a simple process:
          1. recognize your thoughts are not rational.
          2. Consciously move your eyes and focus on something else and choose another thought. could be a thought about the weather, or your apartment, or your next appointment or anything but choose a different unrelated thought.
          3. at the same time as you’re choosing a different thought, make a gesture to physically indicate you’re stopping the thought. Put your hand out in front of your face, or tug your ear, or …the movement isn’t as important as the conscious physical movement. This gives your brain something else to think about and will begin creating a new neural pathway.
          4. know before you start that this is a slow process. You are training your brain to think differently and it’s used this neural pathway for a long time, so it will take time to change it. But it does work – if you’re patient.

          Parents often over-react to their kids when the parents are dealing with their abuse stuff. one of my clients was terrified about her son because his penis was red. she was sure she was abusing him. turned out he had diaper rash. over-reaction is common because we’re determined to protect them. It’s good and it’s not good.

          I don’t have the names of any books specifically to deal with your issue, sorry. I’ve mentioned a couple for men. what you’re dealing with is very common in survivors. we are all super vigilant and super aware of the potential for abuse. that’s good, in one way. but in another, it’s a burden because we become hooked into our own stuff and are reacting to that but focusing on someone else’s behavior.

          the Desiderata says “beyond a gentle discipline, go easy on yourself”. that makes the most sense to me as we heal from our childhood abuse. it’s hard work and it takes a long time. it’s a huge detour in the path of our life and it takes a long time to heal. some people never do because they don’t do the work. or don’t see it as necessary.

          I’m glad you found the post valuable. don’t worry about your questions or comments. they help you and the next person to read here. there certainly aren’t many resources for men, so that’s a double bonus to future readers.

          And remember, if I didn’t want to respond, I’d close this blog to new comments. 🙂

          good luck

  38. I am in a lesbian relationship with a woman who was severely sexually abused (over many years from the age of 4) by two relatives. I knew how badly her past was affecting her when I entered the relationship (a few months ago) but lately her mood has deteriorated significantly and she has begun to pull away from me. What can I do to help her?

    • While I admire your desire to help, my experience says there’s not much you can do. Be honest with her about what you’re seeing and feeling but remember, severe abuse always impacts the victim’s ability to have a healthy intimate relationship. If she wants to heal, she has to do the work. Not easy but that’s the way it works for us.

      good luck

  39. I have come to this page because my girlfriend told me today that she was raped when she was a child of 4 by her neighbor, whose house she used to go for playing with kids of her age and he was the eldest guy of 17. At that time she was living in Bogota with her grandparents and her parents were continuing studies in Spain. I am utterly shocked, destroyed, confused and unsettles after knowing this. My immediate response was to anger and blaming her parents and grandparents for not seeing her development. But I know they can’t be blamed. And she didn’t tell about this incident to anyone except her mother when she was 23 and today to me. she told me her psychologist had asked her to make her other half aware of this. At the moment she is living in Bogota and I am living in London. Now this has made me mad and I am feeling like killing that guy who did this deed to her.

    My girlfriend was always very sensitive, protective, undermining herself and not very optimistic about her love life. She loves too much sex. I always had a thing in mind that what could be a past that could have impacted her emotionally so much that she could have these traits. It has been sometimes very challenging for me to see her not having an emotional barrier as well. And I think now I know today that why that could be a case.

    I don’t know what to do. It is proving very tough for me to come to terms with this. Of course it was not her fault and she said the culture in Colombia is like that and it happens quite often! I am speechless! Please help clear my mind.

    • Child sexual abuse has been a cultural taboo forever. I think her comments could be a way of minimizing what happened, which is very common in victims. However, it is her stuff to deal with and heal. You need to decide if her behavior, now, is OK for you or not. The man who did this is also not yours to deal with. Tough situation.

      Good luck

  40. I was molested as a child (age 6) by my father and now I definitely have symptom # 16 on the list. I sometimes find myself being aroused by reading stories about children being abused in a sexual way and it also disgusts me. I would never never never hurt a child like that but it scares me that one day I’ll grow up to be the monster my father is. I’m not sure if it’s because being molested was my first sexual experience? Or what. I carry this giant guilt because of it… am a bad person? Should I seek help? It’s incredibly embarrassing I wouldn’t want to have to be face to face and tell someone that children being harmed turns me on and makes me want to vomit at the same time but I also don’t want to be in a position where it gets out of control and I end up hurting someone. Is it a gene that gets passed down? Should I be concerned?!

    • You don’t say how old you are. But I would definitely go for help. The Incest has affected you and you deserve to heal from that, including yhese thoughts. Of course you don’t act on them but these thoughts are a symptom of your abuse and often arise because if the emotional and sexually trauma experienced at a young age.

      Good luck

  41. Hi.
    Um … so I don’t know if I’m being totally irrational or if there’s truly something wrong with me.
    I’m 13.
    Like most teens, I feel worthless and sad. I hate myself and i feel like it’s always been that way. I never really hated brushing my teeth, or taking showers, but I felt uncomfortable. I have so many fears, but I’ve been diagnosed with a generalized anxiety disorder. I realized yesterday, something was wrong with me. I started, um … you know, touching, pretty young, i think i was 10 years old. And each time, I feel awful and wrong and I cry. But I read online it was normal, yet, when I do it, it doesn’t feel right. Also, sometimes I have odd sexual thoughts, and i don’t know why. I knew about sex stuff very early, And i don’t know where I learnt it…I never take care of myself and I always wear baggy clothes because I hate seeing my body. this is where it gets weird. When I heard stories about rape, every time i think, i wouldn’t say it arouse me, but it makes me feel weird, and not a good weird. I feel so wrong. I’m overweight
    , yet I try to starve myself … I’m more mature than most people of my age, and earlier, A heard a song about rape, and I started crying and crying, I couldn’t stop myself. I felt it inside, like I actually felt it before .. I’ve always had an irational fear of my dad, since I was little, and him hugging or even touching me makes me, not sick, but extremely uncomfortable. I don’t remember much from before I was 4, between 6 and 8 … I’m sorry, this is all over the place but I need to know, is there the slightest chance something happened to me… and i don’t remember ? Or am i just delusional ?

    • I can’t get in to provide information from what you’ve shared. 1 of 3 girls are abused sexually, so yes it is possible. But you can’t know for sure until you work with a qualified professional sexually abuse therapist. You can work with your symptoms without certainty of the past and start to heal before you do the other work too.

      Good luck

      • Hi Louise I have a lot of the symptoms you have described and I know I definitely have symptom 16. I have felt so ashamed and disgusted with myself. like why would I enjoy reading stories about children being sexually abused? I thought that I was just very weird and sick. But to be honest a couple of years ago I did start getting flash backs about my mother sexually abusing me. I also think that my 13yearold sister might also have been sexually abused by my mother.I’m also not sure if I was sexually abused by my dad as well.When I was 12yearsold my dad decided to go away on his own to England for a holiday. My dad was gone for about a week and I remember asking my mother if I could sleep in my parents bed with her.I remember my mum hugging me and kissing me on the cheek.My mother told me that she loved me and I also told her back that I also loved her. I can remember me and my mum putting both of our arms around each other.I can also remember my mother rubbing me and tickling me in my tummy.I can also remember my mother telling me to close my eyes, My mother also told me not to peek. I can also remember my mother also putting her hand into my knickers. I can remember that whist I didn’t’ really like what my mother was doing and I was just hoping that she would stop soon. at the same time I also felt aroused by this and it’s like I had to try to stop myself form moaning.After my mother stopped rubbing me inside of my knickers she then said to me their that wasn’t that bad was it? I can also remember my mother trying to take my night clothes off me but I said I didn’t want to.I can also remember asking my mother if I could go to the bathroom but she told me that I could go in the morning instead.I can also remember my mother pulling me back down into the bed by my hair I then started crying because this was very painful for me.My mother then told me that she was sorry I can also remember my mother being completely naked. I can also remember my mother asking me if I could sit on top of her but I refused to do this.My mother then banished me to the other side of the bed for the rest of the night.I then told my mother that I was sorry for this because I didn’t’ want her to be angry with me. My mother told me to forgot about it I can also remember trying to look at a clock that was in my parents bedroom but my mother stopped me form doing this.I then cried myself quietly to sleep for the rest of the night. I can also remember my mother hugging me very hard and squeezing one of my breasts whist taking to me about what a pedophile might do to me I was also 12yearsold when this happened.I can also remember my mother licking me on my neck on my thirteenth birthday.When I was between the ages of 18yearsold and 20yearsold. I can remember my mother walking up to me one day and squeezing me on my bum. I made it obvious to my mother that I didn’t like this but she laughed at me and asked me if I had germs? I told her that I didn’t she then squeezed my bum again and she then walked away laughing. I was also in my bed one day when my mother came in. My mother told me to lie down on my belly. My mother then sat down on my bed and she put her hand inside of my trousers. My mother rubbed the back of my legs and then just when she had started to rub me a little bit closer to my vagina and I shamefully started to feel a little bit aroused by this. My mother stopped what she was doing she told me that I could sit up again and she walked out of my bedroom.My sister was 5yearsold at the time and she was sitting on top of my mothers lap. My sister then blurted out that mummy put her tough in my ear.My mother then said to my sister didn’t I tell you not to tell anyone.My younger brother who was 13yearsold at the time was also in the same room as us when this happened. I was about 18yearsold or 19yearsold when this happened. I was so freaked out by this and by all the flash backs that I started getting. That I started posting questions about all this asking for advice and help on the internet but my mother found out as she use to borrow my computer and she also use to cheek it. My mother was very angry and upset with me when she had found out what I had done. I told my mother that I was sorry and I pretended that I had made it all up for a joke. My mother had asked me what if anyone we knew had seen it? and what if my sister had been taken into care? My mother helped me to cover it all up. My mother had also asked me what if the rest of the family had seen it? My mother also asked me if I would like to see my psychiatrist again? My mother told me that this wouldn’t change things between us. So I repressed all this again and told myself for years that I was just a sicko who made all this stuff up. I also remember seeing my mother lick my sisters face as a baby but I wasn’t sure if I was imaging this as I was very ill at the time. I was diagnosed as a teenager with psychotic depression so I don’t know sometimes if I could be imaging all this as well. My 13yearold sister sleeps in my mothers bed with her every night until my dad puts her into her own bed . My younger brother has told me that there is something not normal about that.He said that she is nearly a 13yearold girl who is about to start secondary school and she still sleeps in her mothers bed he said that there is something not normal about that.My younger brother who is 21yearsold does not have a good relationship with our parents. My younger brother has hurt himself and has thought about killing himself he also said that he has noticed the way that I am really quiet. I am a very vulnerable young person as I have a learning disability and I go to a special needs training centre which is why I still live at home.I have also hurt myself and I also think about killing myself sometimes. I feel like I would like to able to talk to someone about all of this but I also don’t want to get my parents into trouble. I still love my parents but sometimes my mother makes me feel very angry. Its like I have a love hate relationship with my mother sometimes I image strangling her I don’t know sometimes if I hate her. When I was a teenager I use to hit my mother and I would threaten her with a knife. I remember once I was arguing with my parents when I was 14yearsold because I wouldn’t go to see a psychologist.I remember picking up a small table to protect myself with. I tried to run upstairs to my bedroom and the next thing I remember is waking up to my dad lying on top of me.I can remember my dad taking my hair down form it’s ponytail he told me he was doing this so that I would feel more comfortable. I can remember my mother also peering over me and I went and ripped her trousers. My dad then asked me to turn over I then tried to use this as an opportunity to try and escape my dad. My dad then pushed me back down and suffocated me. I told my dad that I wasn’t able to breath.I then gave up trying to escape my dad and I just lied down and stayed quiet. I then moved around again to try and make myself more comfortable and then my dad said to me oh you ‘re just trying to make yourself more comfortable. My dad then positioned my head whist all this was going on my parents told me that they would call a doctor around to give me a injection so that I would forget all about this. Eventually my dad let me get up and within seconds of me standing up my knickers and trousers fell down. I then ran upstairs crying to my bedroom my mum then came up with tea and toast for me and left it outside my door. My mum then told me that he thought he might have to put you inside his pants. I was so upset by all of this that I poured the tea onto my parents bed. I also remember being alone with my dad in the car once as a teenager. I can remember my dad tickling and rubbing my thigh up and down with his hand he was laughing as he was doing this.I think that I may also have been sexually abused in school as a child by a special needs assistant when I was in primary school. I can remember this assistant asking me if I had a jumper on? I told her I did. She then asked me if I was wearing a vest I told her I was. She then told me aggressively that I must check. She then put her arm and her hand down my vest and underneath it. She kept her hand down past my belly for ages.She then knelt down on the floor and said to me don’t tell anyone that I did that.She also asked me once if I had periods? she also asked me if I knew what they were? She also asked me if I wore a bra or a vest? She then told me that friends don’t tell on each other and friends keep secrets. She also opened the door on me once while I was on the toilet. She also pretended once that one of the buttons on my shirt was undone but I told her that I would do it myself. A girl I was friends with was also abused this SNA she told me that she didn’t like her and that she put her hand down her top and that she asked her not to tell anyone. She said that she also asked her if she wore a bra or a vest? and if she had periods? I also remember this SNA telling me that she had locked the door to the girls bathroom she chased me around the bathroom. My friend also complained about this SNA staring at her while she was having a shower. I can also remembering wanting to get changed in a toilet for swimming instead of with everyone else and this SNA wanted to know why I was doing this. My friend also complained about this SNA staring at her while she was having a shower after swimming. I can also remember imaging this SNA dragging me away while I was having lunch in school. A couple of weeks later I also went home and told my parents that a teacher put her hand down my top.My mum questioned me about it she then told me to stay away form this SNA and if she tries to do your shirt up or anything then just tell her I will do it myself.I also think this SNA might have tried to take me out of the school once.I can remember us running away form a other SNA. She tried to get me to go out of the school gate with her once but I refused to go with her. She then told me that we would go clothes shopping I then agreed to go out with her but then this SNA chased after us and asked us what we were doing? Me and my friend also ran away once form this SNA. I can also remember being questioned about my friend and this SNA once by a therapist. I can also remember a boy saw this SNA putting her hand down my top and a boy asked me what she was doing? I told him that she was checking if I had a vest on. Eventfully this special needs assistant left and stopped working in the school. My parents have also been physically abusive with me. I remember going into school with bruises on my arms once and my parents told me to keep my jumper on because it might cause trouble. My dad also dragged me out of the house once and my parents locked me outside in the dark while they went to teach a kickboxing class. I was also badly bullied by my older brother as a child both verbally and physically once. My mum has told me that I was a bold child. I totally went off the rails as a teenager and I stopped going to school although I had changed schools by then. I would attack my parents and I also started attacking other people. I attacked some psychologists I use to see once and security guards were called. I was restrained and lifted up into the air and then I was put into a mental hospital for a couple of nights.I had also missed out on a lot of school as I hated going to school. I feel sometimes that I am made out to be the bad guy in everything and its never my parents who are wrong. I love my parents and they are not all bad but why cant people see that they have some serious issues? My dad was sexually abused as a child. Although I am not sure about my mother although she didn’t get on very well with her mother and her dad is a alcoholic. I remember when I was much younger in primary school my mum told me that I use to be known as the girl who didn’t talk and she said the school were worried about this. But my mum told them that I wasn’t like that at home.To be honest I am still a bit like this now apart form when I am at home. I don’t have many close friends as I prefer to keep to myself. I also think that I might have PTSD and dissociative disorder. Sometimes I go through stages where its like I feel nothing at all or I feel very low or high. Im’ 27yearsold now

        • sounds like a tough childhood, but as you said, your memories could be colored by your illness. I can’t tell – that would take time with a trained therapist. I encourage you to do the work to heal. there’s no other way out for us.

          good luck

  42. I need to ask your opinion on something. I fear your answer, but I need to know. It is something that has been troubling me for many years.

    This is regarding my now adult daughter and an incident when she was very small.

    I returned from shopping one day and all my kids were in one room playing. Everything seemed normal I suppose. That much I don’t recall at the moment. But the odd and disturbing thing is….I didn’t see my ex-husband anywhere. I looked around the house and didn’t find him. On the TV was a video, it wasn’t porn, but it was sexual – at the moment I can’t recall exactly what it was. I made my way to the laundry room. There he was, crouched behind the dryer…hiding from me, nervous, a shocked look on his face. He was in his underwear. His private part was — awake (I am not sure how to word it properly for a public form) he had it in his hand and was forcibly squeezing it trying to get it to go down.

    Of course I immediately confronted him, asked what on earth was going on in this house. His excuse was he was doing what men do (if you know what I mean), while I was out of the house because I wouldn’t have liked it. Granted most likely I would have had an issue with him doing that, especially while he was supposed to be watching three children.

    To give you a little background – at that time I was overweight, depressed, stressed, he was very emotionally abusive to me and now I realize that I was suffering post-partum depression and I had three little kids, two children in diapers at the same time – not much sleep ever and sexual relations between us wasn’t great.

    So I thought, he is really odd to have such a shocked look on his face if he was only masturbating. And why crouch down and hide behind a dryer trying to get “it” back to normal.

    I went to my daughter, she was old enough to verbalize, I think four years old. None of my kids had any sex education at all…nothing…they never saw me nude, and I assumed never saw their father nude. I had two girls, one boy, my little boy at the time was nearly one year old he was the youngest. I said as casually as possible while we played with toys. What do you know about a boys private area? She was not scared or nervous. She said oh I don’t know, playing with a toy. I said do you know what a private area on a boy does? She said…do you mean when it goes up, and up and up?

    Right now, since it was so many years ago, I don’t remember what I might have said after that.

    My question to you is. Would that be considered a normal answer from a little girl at that age without any sexual education ? Myself I didn’t know that until my late teens.

    As I type to you now, it just raises red flags to me. But I don’ t know if I am over reacting after all these years. My daughter is now an adult, college grad, always trying to be the best in everything she attempts. She has confided in me that her sexual relationship with her husband is not great. She doesn’t like having sex with him, would prefer not to. And that intercourse with her husband is painful and she cant relax that area – if you know what I mean. She is incredibly successful in her career right now, but she suffers from depression, has social anxiety and is overweight.

    She has never once said anything to me about her father, and she still has an average relationship with him.

    If you were to tell me, that a child of that age would/should have no knowledge of a mans private part “waking up” in such a way. My next question to you would be….should I tell her what happened back years ago – or just keep quiet.

    • She might have known from seeing something else, but not likely. However that doesn’t mean you should say something to her. That way is usually a disaster. She may never remember or she may see the whole thing in a different context. She Needs to work on the parts Of her life that aren’t working, if she wants to follow that. She may never remember anything, it might not have happened, or it didn’t traumatize her. But for you to speak up will generally cause more problems than it solves.


      • Thank you so much for the reply. It is very helpful. I have to agree with you, I worried as well about bringing it up. So many variables where this is concerned. And thank you for helping random people going through such serious issues.

        • You’re welcome

      • I have a question about something that has been bothering me for a while.. when I was younger I used to masterbate (I’m talking about when I was 5/6 years old) and it always made me feel guilty so I told my mom one day and she seemed shocked but never mentioned it again.. years later I started remembering these times when I used to hang out with my dad and his male friend (various friends) but can’t remember if they’re just dreams or suppressed memories.. I don’t remember anything sexual or anything, it’s just us relaxing and talking.. I didn’t think much of it until my family found out that my 5/6 year old niece got molested by her father and I noticed she was also dryhumping things (similar to what I did her age) and I started feeling paranoid .. the first time I had a serious bf I felt so guilty after having sex… do you think I could’ve been molested as a kid?

        • This isn’t enough information to make a decision. Look at other behaviors and see what’s going on. If you’re still concerned, deal with them. If you were abused it will come out,

          Good luck

  43. I think I was abused but I swear I only remember bits and pieces of certain memories where I thought I was one who did the abuse but it was when I was like 7 or 8=

    • Very common to have only bits and pieces of memories. 7 or 8 means you aren’t an abuser. Children of that age do not have the power over others to abuse them. as always, a trained professional therapist can help you figure it out and solve the dilemma. But I personally don’t recommend someone who does hypnosis to retrieve these memories. It’s too easy to get off track with hypnosis.

      good luck

  44. So…I fit pretty much all of these. Recently, I’ve been plagued heavily by nightmares, body/emotional flashbacks, and panic attacks.
    The thing is…while I know exactly what it feels like to have sex and have someone else touch me and what various things taste like, I’ve never, to my knowledge, had sex.
    I remember someone- a female babysitter, for sure, french kissing me and maybe? touching me when I was little (4-6). But recently I’m starting to remember a man. I wet the bed for years and often had ‘fire pee’ and was sore. I have/had a lot of vaginal discharge from a young age. I’m scared of sleeping in a bed and for a few years I refused to sleep in one. I’m terrified of people touching my neck or wrists and while I love hugs, I only like them from people I feel safe with and only on my terms.
    The idea of being kissed sends me into a panic attack. I have a strong gag reflex. I hate showers & brushing my teeth.
    Lately, I’ve been having a lot of nightmares of being raped and being totally helpless. As a child, around this time, I had a lot of repeated nightmares of being chased, helpless, and trapped. Vicious, giant dogs or cougars often featured.

    When I was 15, my younger brother (13), began humping me. I would run away and yell at him to stop, but I was too scared of….something? I’m not quite sure what- to say anything to my mom. He increased his behavior and because we were camping, I really coudln’t escape him. Then, one day I woke up to him humping me. I pushed him off and barely managed not to start bawling. I was ashamed too bc I was aroused by it and I ran down to the bathroom and sat sobbing and masturbating. I threw up. I avoided him the rest of the day. But then, I thought ‘hey, maybe if he gets what he wants he’ll leave me alone’ and for some reason, it made sense to me- and all I had running throuhg my head was a man’s voice saying ‘stop struggling. it’ll be over faster’ and other stuff like that. so i let him dry hump me and he touched me over my clothes and did stuff over clothes. i froze at the beginning when he touched my neck and dissociated and it was like i wasn’t even there. i was screaming stop in my head but the me in my body just…laid there. and then, i snapped back to myself and i threw him away from me and ran to the bathroom and hid there for a long time. later, it turned out he didn’t realize it was wrong and thought that me yelling at him to stop and almost fucking crying was funny and that he thought it was some kind of game. apparently he forgot about it now, two years later and it never really bothered him until he realized it was wrong when a friend found out and told a parent.
    since then, everything’s become more intense and I started having flashbacks of when i was little. i’ve never been able to remember huge chunks of when i was little- even at 10, three years out from when i think it ended? i can’t stop thinking about it and want to die. i feel dirty and worthless and evil.

    • your reactions are fairly typical of someone who was sexually abused in childhood. even the fact that you don’t remember but are having these intense emotional reactions at different times. In fact, your reaction to your brother is also common for survivors. there’s lots of work to be done for us to heal. Please find an experienced, qualified therapist and go to work. the results aren’t usually quick,but they are worth it, for you never have to live in this quagmire of fear and uncertainty and unpredictability again.

      good luck

      • So this keeps coming up in my mind and I feel i need to get it off my chest and gather someone else’s perspective. I have someone who’s really close to me family (I won’t say who he is or how he is related to me, just know that he was a member that was quite close with my mum as they were similar ages and he lived with us quite often- this may not be relevant but he has suffered from mental illness). Well he lives not far from us now (I’m 16) and my mum always makes us go around to his house and stay there for long periods of time, and for an odd reason I can’t, I feel vulnerable and uncomfortable in his company. Unsafe. I can’t speak and cant be comfortable around him. Once when I was 14 and I was at his house me and my mum might have got into s petty arguement and when my mum left the room he locked me in his arms and grabbed my throats and went right up to my face and was repeatedly saying “you think you’ve grown up?” And almost spitting on me. After around 6 minutes I got out, ran out and jumped on the train home, when I got home I was hysterical and hopeless. So it was when I was around 15 a confusing memory resurfaced in my mind, I remember one day when i was in primary school (maybe 10) I went home and it was just him there (he lived there sometimes), and I went to speak to him about my day at school and he wasn’t paying attention, he just reached out and touched my breast. I just went silent, then finished my sentence, ran to my room and sat there silently confused. And I never really thought about it until recently. What was/is on my mind was whether it was sexual or not, whether it was intended. I’m still forced to often see him and feel very uncomfortable. I remember around 8 and having dreams/nightmares of me at a young age and him sitting there, and he’d be touching me. And this is weird but when I was around 6/7 he’d demand to smell my fingers. I don’t know if this is relevant but once there was a thing about his computer getting something virusy and saying he’d been watching child porn. Anyway I feel really unfortable around him and don’t know what to think, has done more of this to me, what about that touch that I recently remembered?what was that? Sometimes I randomly break down because of him, feeling melancholy about a younger me, but I don’t know why. Someone please give me advice. This may not seem like a big thing but I’m really lost and confused. – by the way around the time I was 10 was when I started to kind of grow breasts and after that incident, id always try to wear tight vests, swimming constumes under my tops to hide/cover it, right after that happened- I don’t know just thought I’d add that as I still to this day don’t know what the meaning was to that moment but for some reason when it happened I didn’t react, and forgot, and haven’t ever told..?

        • It is a big thing and you’re not imagining anything. Regardless of his state of mental health, you need to kept yourself safe. If you can find a qualified therapist, that’s my standard recommendation but if you are under age, it will have to be reported if you go to a professional.

          Good luck

          • Can you help me I feel I like was hurt as a child. I do t remember most of anything before I was a teenager. I have one memory that never leaves me biting can’t even say if there was a person to what I did. I dream about it though. I need help.

            • Nicole, I removed your email from this comment. Please don’t post your email on any website, it’s not safe. I am not licensed to practice therapy where you are, so I can’t give you specific advise. talk to an experienced counselor about your symptoms and get the help you need. You may never remember more than you do now, but you can be sure your life isn’t negatively affected by what might have happened. You can heal and live a great life

              good luck

  45. I am not sure what to say… but on my 18th birthday my sister told me that my dad had sexually abused her as a child.. although i don’t recall anything ever happening to me But i have been paranoid about it since. When i was younger i used to touch my genitals a lot idk why i also had a lot of thoughts about being naked and humiliation and got aroused under the age of 9. I was looking at another site about signs of sexually abused as a baby…. I tend to day dream alot even when i was a child i would day dream more than the average child. I cry after self pleasuring sometimes.. when i was 2 years old i broke my leg i have no memory of the pain i inflicted their. just when it was about to happen and then after.. But i’m scared incase i was abused and my memory is suppressing it. I cry alot of no reason. i remember one thing that i don’t understand my vagina hurt when i was really little and i asked my mum if she would put the cream onto it again.. She said she had never applied any cream to begin with and was confused by what i said. I also always wanted a daddy figure to protect me….. Im also into a fetish called DDLG i fear it could be related.
    i just don’t know what to do

    The signs from the other site i had
    41 related signs to what sexually abused babies feel when they are older

    • I don’t know about the other site but I do know you need to heal. Work with a professional and get better. You may or may not have been abused. And you may or may not remember but you can heal regardless

      Good luck

  46. I’m not sure what to write here. I’ve never disclosed this information before. When I was about 11 years old my sister, who is a year and a half older than me, began to do things to me at night. We shared a room and she would make it into a game to do these things and have me do things to her too. I’m also a female. And I later found out that she is a lesbian. I didn’t want to do this stuff but felt guilty if I didn’t. She was and still is quite manipulative. It lasted until I was around 13 years old. And I forgot about it for a few years. When I was 17 or so it all resurfaced and since then it has been causing problems. I have anxiety and find it difficult to maintain relationships. Was I abused? Would it be categorised as abuse? I’m constantly doubting myself thinking it was my fault! I get on with my sister but I know I hold a grudge against her

    • I can’t say that this was abuse. You’ll have to work with a therapist to determine that. But it was NOT your fault. Let go of the blame and guilt and heal. That’s what matters.

      • Hello! I have been sexually abused as a child and suffered emotional abuse.
        I’m now in my 30’s but all my life I have fear just fear that I would harm another child.
        These intruding thoughts come in and create fear they i did do
        Something when I know I haven’t.
        I remember I even emailed a friend to apologise if I ever hurt her child… she thought that was weird cause the child loved me and I would guard that child with my life.
        Why does this fear attached with intruding thoughts and a spiral and me falling for the lies and believe I am a terrible horrible person.

        I want to die! I would rather die and not live with this accusing mind then live with it constantly.

        Am I absolutely lost my mind or is this normal??

        • You have not lost your mind and it is normal, for some of us. As you’ve probably guessed how each of us responds to sexual abuse has some commonalities and some unique factors. Yours is one i have heard of before. Because of what was done to us, usually by someone we trusted, our child’s brain (when we were little) tells us that no one is trustworthy, not even us. and so we have these fears. The thoughts are recurring and that’s problematic. But if they’re attached to fear, they’re usually old stuff.

          as always, i can only recommend working with a qualified experienced therapist to get rid of these thoughts and allow you to live in peace.

          good luck

  47. My story is a little odd, and I’ve never been able to make much sense of it. Throughout my entire life (from around age 3-4 and up), many people who have been trained to look for abuse symptoms, have suggested or wondered, either to me or to my mother, if I had ever been abused. The answer was always an “obvious” no…until it wasn’t.

    I showed so many signs. Obesity, low self-esteem, moods that shifted faster than even I knew what to do with, severe control issues, bad hygiene through middle and most of high school, depression and severe anxiety through most of my childhood and teen years (I was taking Tums to school in a baggie in grade 3 because my stomach was so upset), distrust of any men until they proved themselves worthy, pushing friends away until they gave up on me, and then feeling terrible about it after…

    The history here is that both my aunt and mother were sexually abused by their father, who had died several years before I was born. They both thought that by allowing it to happen to them, they were protecting the other. Until my mother finally spoke up about it in her 30’s. My aunt dealt with it by ignoring it and blaming their mother. My mother dealt with it by delving into deep, lifelong depression, overeating, and eventually, hoarding.

    The other complication in MY story was that when I was no more than ten years old, I found my mother’s old journal…the one that she started writing just after my younger brother was born. The one where she wrote and admitted that she had been abused by her father for the first time after all of those years. I still remember my heart pounding and the sick feeling in my stomach as I realized the horrors of the world and what it all meant.

    As I grew older and I began talking about my life story with a close confidante and mentor in college, I started to really wonder. I had always assumed that the suggestions of my potential childhood abuse had stemmed from the fact that I read my mother’s journal and it changed my views so drastically that I began to show signs of abuse, myself.

    But as I began to talk it out more, a few things came to mind. Like a conversation I had when I couldn’t have been more than five years old (I remember we were in the truck that we sold when I was in Kindergarten) with my mother, which was basically about how I was masturbating with my toys. Her answer was that I shouldn’t do what I was doing, and as far as I recall, there was no further conversation on the topic. But the actions continued through my entire childhood. I asked her about it once, and she told me that she remembered it, but didn’t think it was a big deal then and left it.

    As I talked about my early years more with my friend, a memory came back to my mind. It was nothing graphic, and there was nothing outrightly suggesting that it even involved abuse. I was at the park across the little lane from my house. My mother could see the playground from our front window. I was young, about four, and she had let me go out to play with the neighbour kids. The older girl was probably five years older than me, and the boy was maybe 3 years older. I remember growing up that they didn’t have a good home life at all. All I remember is being on the ground, behind a big wooden structure, and the boy crouching beside me. To this day, there is nothing more to the memory. I asked my mother if anything ever happened with the neighbour boy, and she told me that she did remember me playing at the park with them one day, and coming running inside screaming and crying that “he hit me”.

    All these years later, I still don’t know where my behaviour comes from. I don’t know if that neighbour boy just hit me, or did something else that I can’t remember. I don’t know if my actions come just from being influenced by that journal so young. All I know is that whatever happened, it’s nice to know that I’m not the only one out there that’s confused. Thank you.

    • Generally, sexual activities between two children who are fairly close in age is not abuse. Rather it is sexual experimentation and perfectly normal. I’m not saying this is what happened but I want to raise that possibility. you may or may not ever remember what happened to you. I doubt that your experience arises from reading your mom’s journal, but that’s just my gut instinct and not based on anything.

      but the important thing is to work with a qualified, experienced sexual abuse therapist to figure out if you were abused or not. regardless of whether you remember the situation or not, you can heal from the symptoms of abuse that you’re living with. and that makes the journey worthwhile.

      good luck

      • Hello! Sorry, this isn’t the proper way to make a post.

        Just looking for a second opinion. In couples therapy, our councillor has suggested I may have been a victim of sexual abuse as a child.

        Other than a foggy memory of my Grandpa touching me inappropriately, I don’t have any memories of abuse. However I have lived my entire life with shame and guilty of my sexual awareness that stems from a very early age – 4+.

        At this young age, I knew how to bring myself to orgasim – often by leaning on things. I felt embarrassed as I kept feeding this compulsion into my teenage years. I felt dirty and wrong, yet couldn’t stop this impulsiveness. My mother never discussed it, though it must have been obvious. The only memory I have is of her finding me looking at my Dads Playboy’s around the age of 5. She was beyond angry at me – I was humiliated, confused but the thought sex was filthy was ingrained.

        I have been married twice, now to a man who stumbles with his own deamons of anxiety and depression from growing up with an achoholic father. We have two wonderful boys who I adore. But our family is at geporady. My husband in his struggles has been very self absorbed and emotionally unavailable. Early on, our connection was very much sexual. I wanted it to feel secure in our relationship, he began to pull away – too much pressure. After 5 years of feeling rejected, I regretably connected with a colleague. Brief at first, then a stopped entirely as I had my second child. However when returning to work a year later, nothing had changed in my relationship with my husband (if not worsened), so the relationship with the colleague progressed from fooling around to being intimate. I stopped things with his individual in 2014, but still worked with him until spring of 2016, where I left the company.

        My point is, I have tried to connect with men through sex and have made terrible choices because of it. Not that I am looking for an excuse for a terrible mistake, but I am wondering if these poor choices may link to something early and dark stemming from my childhood?

        Though my husband doesn’t know the entire story … yet (my therapist does and refuses to work with us again until I share everything), he does know about my youth and ability to give myself an organism. The therapist feels that kids often touch themselves, but for a child – especially a young girl to know how to give herself a pan orgasim … this is a sting indicator there has been abuse.

        After years and years of beating myself up, being embarrassed, calling myself a little pervert … It’s hard to shut off this negative dialogue with one persons option. Ultimately, I am looking for someone else to weigh in.

        Appreciate your thoughts!

        • There is no way to tell for sure until you work with a therapist skilled in helping adults sexually abused as children. the list of symptoms and what you’ve shared are all indicators of sexual abuse. But they could all be from something else. It is important to do the work and figure it out and heal.

          good luck

      • Disagree. Boys target girls as members of the predator class. It does not “go both ways”, even though there are cases of females initiating it. The latter is the result of grooming of girls under the male model. There is a power differential between any given boy and girl in patriarchy.

        End male violence, end our chronic troubles.

      • Long story short my father used to tell me he took me in the woods at night to show me there was nothing to be afraid of he used to take me under ground from our house and said i used to catch toads jus the 2 of us he used to tell me i slept with my but up all the time and that i slept with them till i was 12 in the middle…or that he used to change me from school and that i would cry for him not to tell my mom that he chaged me..along with that i have been psychally and mentally and emotionally abused…now im in battle with my daughter and feel like im re livong my life threw her so if he done it it her whats the chaces of him doin it to me…always calls and wants to know if my childs alright or where i am or who im with

        • Anything is possible. I can’t diagnose on the Web but always encourage people to work with a therapist.

          Good luck

      • Hi there. I don’t know if i agree with your statement about two kids being sexual experimentation. I was abused by my Friend who was the same age and sex as me. She introduced sex to me and taught me how to orgasm – I always felt ashamed. We were 7. No one should push you to be sexual as a child. Then my cousin, also female and the same age would dry hump myself and my sister. It was always being done to me. Of course it felt good so not stopping it feels shameful. It has impacted me so negatively in life. I have terrible anxiety and so many health issues. Could you say that there are cases when this type of behaviour is sexual abuse? Im sure both my friend and cousin were abused therefore they were just spreading the abuse although perhaps I was also abused by an adult but have surpressed this memory. Thank you.

        • WE can go back and forth on this question for a long time. I don’t have a specific answer that applies to everyone and all situations. In my opinion, sexual abuse involves a break of trust and an imbalance of power. So I usually look at an age difference as well as one person with more life skills, experience, and abilities convincing or coercing someone younger, smaller and less able. Additionally, there’s often an unwillingness on the part of the family to believe the victim. and disclosure brings with it great shame and the possibility of legal repercussions. So if an adult coerces a child, and are convicted, they will go to jail (usually) whereas a child of the same age is not looked at the same way.

          I’m not saying there isn’t coercion in your circumstance or inappropriate behavior. But neither of these two had significant survival roles, nor significant teaching/leading roles in your life. They were other kids. that doesn’t mean you weren’t traumatized. You should seek therapy to work through these issues, the same as anyone else. That’s the challenge with this whole question: what is a minimal event for one person is a significant trauma to another. All any of us can do is the work to heal ourselves and lead wonderful rich lives where these are not defining moments but rather stuff that happened to us in childhood.

  48. Thank you for this and for all the comments. I just googled – what if the abuse didn’t happen and I am just making it up – and this thread appeared in the google search. It is healing to just read through and not feel “crazy” I always get more triggered after seeing my family – I am the only one of four children who is processing what happened – they all deny the abuse. I am also the only one who has done extensive body work such as the Alexander Technique, Qi Gong, studying massage therapy, etc. My body revealed to me the truth of how I was violated. My flashbacks during sex are real and I have worked through so so so so so so so much… and yet.. I am a recording artist and recently got a donation towards my album from the abuser. I was so scared when I received it several years ago but for some reason it never occurred to me until a week ago that I should return the money. Part of me is scared he will complain to the crowd funding and I will lose all my money. No One in my family is interested in discussing the abuse and I was warned of this twenty years ago by a counselor so I was prepared, but after twenty years it’s getting old – I wrote a song about the abuse for my last album and a relative emailed me saying he wishes I wrote happier songs – and yet so many songs on the album are happy – I felt like it was a slap in the face after I have been recovering for years and years and through this music. many have expressed great healing from the song – and one time about 2 years ago someone said because of that song I have severe issues – that I am holding myself back… I don’t see it that way at all- I think the truth is healing and my guts tells me he doesn’t like the song because he may be an abuser – another fan of mine said he loves my album but skips over this one because it’s creepy – I think this triggers my shame big time – sometimes I feel scared when I sell the album to someone that they won’t like me anymore because of this song. I would love your opinion – It is my therapist who spoke in the song about the traumatic facts about abuse – here is a link to the song –

    • Many families deny the abuse. Remember that a family is a system in balance. everyone has a role and everyone behaves a certain way and within certain parameters. Admitting abuse would change all that, so it must be denied.

      keep doing your work and what feels right. to you. at the end of the day, we’ve only got what makes us happy and whole.

      good luck

      • You are so right about that! I know someone who has a daughter, who was recently sexually abused, by her brother. I can not believe the denial, they are living in. The fact that it was her brother, has made her go into the Biggest “great family festival”, I have ever seen. I feel so sorry for her, because she can not accept that her family, in their dysfunction, could do this, and then try and bury it. The one it happened to, is young, and I was told ,”Oh she’s already forgotten it!” NO!!! she hasn’t! No counseling, nothing. All the mom could do was talk about this good thing her dad did. That good thing her brother did! No counseling for the daughter, no boundaries set, except of course from the perpretrator. The parents, who also need counseling, are manipulating this poor girl into burying the whole situation, and act like it didn’t happen. It is very sad. I am an adult, who survived teen sex abuse, and I know that it doesn’t just go away. And a 5 yr. old doesn’t just forget it! So very sad….

        • Very sad is right. It doesn’t go away but will re-surface and cause all kinds of problems. while it’s out of sight, it will mess with her life. but that will be ‘her’ problem in their eyes.

          poor thing

    • I am a victim of sexual abuse that I remember but I fear there was more when I was younger. My family disowned me when I spoke of what I do remember. My younger sisters both exhibit symptoms and I am sure now that my silence did not protect them like I thought it would. I thought at the time that I was saving the family by keeping quiet. It was so incredibly painful back then…but that was nothing to the pain of them all turning away from me when I finally spilled the beans. The abuse so profoundly effected my life course that I still struggle now, decades after the fact.

      There was also an instance when I was 14 when I was molested by a neighbor. My father told me no crime was committed because I was in this man’s house. He was angry with me…not his neighbor.

      My mother married a 21 year old guy when I was 15. He bought me marijuana then came in my room naked. Later that day my mother threw me out of the house….I was16. I ended up begging to come back home a few weeks later.

      It’s been so long ago but I still struggle especially now that the family thinks I am either lying or that I am crazy. My marriage eventually fell apart and now I live alone. Seems like I have driven them all away so I know I have something wrong somewhere.

      • When we are abused at a young age, we subconsciously feel unworthy, dirty, and ‘bad’. we own the things your dad told you when you were raped by the neighbor. Therefore we find people (partners, co-workers and ‘friends’) who prove our beliefs right. I know that sounds impossible but it is the truth. and when they’ve left us, because we pick people who will leave us, we own their behavior and take the blame. work with a qualified, experienced sexual abuse therapist and get better. It’s your turn and you deserve it.

        good luck

        • Thank you for your response. The part about choosing people who will leave me doesn’t sound that impossible now that I think about it. I have a lot of anxiety and maybe it’s time to work on that. Never been a fan of therapy but I guess it’s worth a shot. I didn’t think it could be cured after so long. I deserve better. Thanks.

          • You absolutely deserve better. Remember with therapy you’re the customer and you have to be able to trust the therapist. If not find someone else.

  49. Umm.. I know this is a little late to comment on here. But I’ve been dealing with my abuse for a while now. It’s going to sound stupid of me. I know it will. But I was abused whenever i was 4-5. I don’t really remember that much about it really. Just small stuff. I get these random flash backs about it as well. But umm. I was just going to say that your list really reminds me of myself. I recently told my best friend about some of my abuse. I’m afriad she doesn’t believe me though. Why should she? Since I don’t even remember all of it myself. But anyways sorry if I wasted anyone’s time. I’ve learned alot about me through your list. Thank you.

    • I keep the comments open, so people like you and other survivors can share their thoughts. it’s a safe place. the problem with taking to friends about our abuse is that if they haven’t gone through what we did they can’t understand. anyone working in this field knows that a lack of memories is common for survivors. and it’s often one of the symptoms of the trauma. Work with a qualified, experienced sexual abuse therapist and get better. You’re worth it.

      good luck

      • Thank you for the kind words. I always wondered if there was a reason behind why I can’t remember much about the abuse. Exceptionally, since it was done by my grandfather. I can’t even remember his face much these days. I’m a bit scared to see a therapist….the thing about my abuse is. I have never told anyone from my family about it. My friend Sarah and I were both abused by him whenever we were younger. And apparently she got him in trouble for it by telling people? And ever since then my family hates her family. Cause they didn’t think the abuse was actually happening. My own mother goes out of her way to not tell me anything about the whole experience. Saying that I’ am too “young”. I’m 22 years old now. I’m afraid to know the truth. I don’t want my family to hate me ever. I don’t think I could ever tell them about what really happened. And that Sarah was NOT lying. My mother would never believe me. I don’t want to break up our family over something from the past. I try not to think about the abuse but whenever it does appear in my mind. I feel horrible. I think I’m getting more depressed by the day. I”m glad that you leave the comment open to people. Even if you don’t reply. I thank you again for just allowing me to post this here. Sorry to bother you, I know I wrote a lot this time. You probably weren’t even expecting a reply. So sorry.

        • the therapist is bound to silence as long as you’re an adult. if you’re underage, then it has to be reported. families don’t want to know about their dysfunctions. and so they react. usually poorly. but if you’re an adult, it’s confidential. the reason it has to be reported if you’re underage is to try to stop perpetrators from hurting other children.

          Talking is not easy for us but necessary for healing.

          good luck

        • PLease, don’t feel like you are wasting anyones time! I am kind of in the same boat, with my family. I havea 5 yr. old that I know, who was abused, and am “fussed at”, if I bring it up, because the family wants to live in denial about it! My husband says its not our business, even tho it is a 5 yr. old family member. At the least, I think the girl needs counsel. Funny, the perpetrator is getting counseling, but not the victim! I am sure it will happen again, with some other child. Sad, very sad! And I hate that people are more concerned about what it will make the family look like, rather than what id did to the 5 yr. old, or future 5 yr. olds! UGH! I am so angry!

          • SExual abuse is horrible for the children involved. It impacts their lives for decades after. But unfortunately, the only people who can help the child cope is her parents. and if they’re in denial, there’s nothing someone from the outside can do. It is amazing to me how often families will choose to protect the perpetrator rather than the child. this is true in most situations but even more than average if the victim is a boy. Tragic.

            thanks for sharing and keep the faith. At the appropriate time, you’ll be able to help the child but that might not be for decades.

      • Is it considered sexual abuse if at the age of 14 (with no prior sexual contact) a family friend aged 39 said that they would no longer be friends or told you you were a bad person or cried or got mad if you would not preform some sexual act? This continued for years. Was that sexual abuse even though it feels like it could have been avoided?

        • yes, it is sexual abuse. It’s an adult using threats or power to get sexual activity out of a minor. ugly perpetrator.

          • I am posting this here because a poster can’t comment without a picture showing up. I would like the comment to remain, with their permission, but want to protect the anonymity of this poster.


            I am in my 40’s and my younger brother told me that him and I were abused by our grandfather, who I also found out abused my mother when she was young. I have clear memories of my early childhood up to about 5 years old, I don’t remember much from 6 or 7 but felt like I woke from a two year daze at 8 years old. I don’t remember being abused, which surprised my brother. I have struggled with anxiety and low self esteem my whole life. I have always felt very different from my peers. I have been over weight for years. These things I think are very common, but I wonder if what my brother said could be true. He had a more turbulent adolescence than me. I am the only one in my family that doesn’t drink. Evidently from story’s I have heard, the abuse was widespread throughout the family. This is the first time I have talked to anyone about this besides my brother a couple of years ago when he mentioned it. I don’t have money to go to a therapist, I have been on and off anti-depressants from 14-around 36. If I go to my doctor, they will try to put me back on them, but therapy seems closer to a solution. I guess I would just like to know what I should do.

            • If money is tight, go to the bookstore and look for books about sexual abuse. The Courage to Change is a classic. There’s also a couple for men who were abused as children. there are also a couple of twelve step fellowships that deal with this issue (sex abuse survivors, I think, or Sex Abuse Anonymous) both are free and will give you a start at working through the issues you’re facing.

              over all, therapy will be necessary to heal, in my opinion, but you can do some of the work on your own and get ahead of the curve.

              good luck

      • I’ve been told i was possibly abused. Probably…but i have no memory of it. Is this good or should I find out?

        • Memories are a funny thing. You may or may not remember the events if you were abused. But you will hit a place of ‘knowing’ in your heart and soul that this happened to you. or not. but even more important is dealing with the symptoms of your life that are less than optimal, many of which arise from the abuse. find a qualified, experienced sexual abuse therapist and explain your dilemma to her and do the work. you’ll know soon enough.

          good luck

    • I really relate to what you’re saying, and I just wanted to say no one ever believes me either and it saddens me greatly. Thank you for commenting, I’ve never heard from anyone with similar experiences to myself.

    • Hello,

      I just have say, I have no memory of what may have happened to me as a child. I suspected though, but only as an adult and reflecting how I’ve lived my life to this point. As a pre-kindergartener, I suffered from chronic ut infections. I remember my mother taking me to specialists and even being hospitalized for a cysto exam…not pleasant for a young child. But what contradicts my sense of something happened is that I grew up a happy child. My parents were and are amazing people and I think if something had happened it would have never crossed their minds. They raised me to be this confidant person whose outgoing and friendly (really not how I am bUT it pleases people) The other night I was not planning to go out for new years eve but an old acquaintance whom I was friendly with but not exactly friends with had messaged me and wanted me to come by for a drink. I had been drinking but she only lives 6 blocks away and convinced me to walk over. I never really spent time alone with her, we were friends of friends and we came across the topic of getting UT infections after having sex. I hardly get them anymore but that was how I knew my husband was cheating on me, because I ended up with an infection. I told her though that I had them chronically as a kid and she said do you think you were molested? And I looked at her and for the first time in my life I said yes…I suspect I was but don’t remember the act. I am almost 40 years old and this is the first time I ever said my suspicion out loud to anyone. Now that I read your signs…sensitive gag reflex, check…obesity, check…drug and alcohol abuse, yep…and the last one floored me. I remember getting the feeling of arousal hearing of a kid being touched. I also remember masturbating to orgasim in grade 3…I have been promiscuous, I have always had relationships with men who had major emotional problems and victims of abuse themselves…I always want that feeling of being loved. I have sabotaged relationships and jobs for no reason I can think of…I have social anxiety disorder and had postpartum for both my kids. I am narcissistic, and at this point in my life I just don’t care about anything. It’s never been this bad but I’m hoping the realization of this is the first step to recovery…there is only one person I believe would be capable of doing this…he was married to my dad’s sister and went to prison for rape…I don’t remember sleeping there when he was there but because my dad hated him so much my aunt may have lied about him being around when i slept there when it was supposed to be just her. They have a daughter who’s 13 years younger than me and I remember seeing them at my grandpa’s funeral when I was 24…I barely remembered him but I remember saying to my husband that we needed to leave a get together cause the hair stood up on my neck on how he was looking at my cousin (his daughter ) ..she was I believe 9 or 10 at the time…and coincidently she is obese as well. My life contradicts itself on so many questions and I just want to know.

      Thanks for listening

      • Thank you for sharing your experience with me. The only thing I can recommend is talking to someone who is knowledgeable and experienced as a therapist of sexual abuse victims. That person will help you heal from whatever happened. it might have been the man you’re considering or not. It could be someone else entirely. you may or may not figure out who…but you will be able to heal the symptoms that you’re living with today. but if you weren’t abused, this therapist will help you figure it out.

        good luck

        • I have a question I believe my three yr I has been molested oh can I her make on her baby dolls wit her Barbie dolls hands down their fondling her self as well she has pushed away men she was once close too please no I bash an has been tk the er re the said I seems very irritated down theor told me to cross rhe county line to where i live and make a report with the cops over by where the incident coil of happen

          • I can’t begin to give advice, given your description except to take her to a doctor and ask for an examination.that will tell you something. or find a therapist who specialized in child abuse and working with kids. they can also help you figure it out and come up with a plan of action.

            good luck

      • Tricia,

        I was abused by 12 different family member’s, starting with my birth father lasting well into my teen’s. I repressed all of it until at the age of 39 I started to have panic attacks and with the help of a wonderful healer in Santa Fe, NM I was able to bring self acceptance and peace in to my life.

        ***Edited to comply with site standards

        • Your story is very common: memories repressed for years and multiple perpetrators.

          good luck on your continued healing journey

  50. Hello
    Thank you for the informative piece. Just in the last few days, in my mid to late 30s, it’s dawned on me that I was sexually abused. I can’t remember the abuse, but I am starting to remember bits and pieces of memories, that I know I have always remembered, but have dismissed them to be irrelevant in the past. Each memory, however, involves different people in my life – so I am not sure how to pinpoint the abuse and how these people are either somehow connected or the memories are not associated at all – they simply leave me feeling very disturbed. I’m remembering dreams I used to have, reoccurring ones, when I was small. As an adult who works with children, I am now starting to piece together the dreams and the stark symbolism in them – they all involve water or fire and my toys being burned or washed down the drain – and I’m extremely distressed and horrified in the dream – at the time they were truly nightmares for me and I was petrified of the dark and still am today.
    The symptoms I relate to are:
    1. Have a very sensitive gag reflex – No, but I used to enjoy giving oral sex to my partner but in the past year or two I have had a sudden change and avoid it.
    2. Can’t tolerate having water hit them in the face (in the shower or pool) – I remember now that I hated the bath as a small child, I would have nightmares of all my toys going down the drain, and I didn’t learn to swim until I was 9 as I was always afraid of the water, and used to attribute this to an incident when I slipped in the pool when I was 5 – but I was already afraid.
    3. May not enjoy bathing; personal hygiene can be a challenge; alternately they may shower fastidiously and too often – as above, also as a teenager or adult I have gone through periods of struggle with hygeine, with avoidance, finding comfort in staying with the same clothes or changing clothes quickly without having to completely strip down to shower
    4. Dressing inappropriately (either very modestly or very immodestly) for the weather and their size – I always wear to much and would rather sweat through a hot day than uncover my body too much
    5. Obesity (in my clients about 1/3 of the obese women were sexually abused) – I have never been obese but have usually been overweight, always yoyoing and only achieving an ideal weight one or two times in my entire life, for short periods
    6. Have eating disorders, alcoholism andor/ virtually every form of addiction, including sex – phases of binge eating, alcoholism, smoking, sex,
    7. Abuse themselves – cutting, picking at the skin, burning (usually from cigarettes) – I am notorious for picking at pimples and scabs until I scar
    8. Lack boundaries, physically, emotionally and spiritually – I’m sometimes unsure of boudaries/ get confused so I often back away from friendships or relationships, often feeling afraid that I’m being to forward, saying too much or being too demanding, so I retreat, or I simply stay at arms length from the beginning
    9. Have ‘dead zones’ on the body (for example, may not know body has wet spots after toweling off after a shower, or she may not know how she got a bruise) – I don’t feel the cold, I hate the feeling of being too hot or sweating if it’s not warranted with extremely high temperature
    10. Are unable to make love in certain positions – I have absolutely no feeling when oral sex is performed on me, and later in life I’ve simply rejected it altogether, as it makes me numb
    11. Can’t remember periods during childhood or realize that everything happened at ‘8 or 9 or…’ – I remember almost everything about primary school, I have many vivid memories of my time there, though my memories up to 5 are limited and I thought this was normal, but apparently it isn’t? Then there are bits and pieces
    12. Feel crazy, or different, or alone; also feel dirty and unworthy – I’ve always thought I’m not right, I’m isolated, and unworthy, despite all of the wonderful compliments I receive from family and friends – it’s like I have this constant inner dialogue that it’s not true
    13. Regularly see double entendres in ordinary conversation – I’m always over analysing
    14. Not trust the body (to be strong, graceful, reliable, healthy) – I’ve always hated my body, really hated it, and had trouble trusting that I can physically do things (use strength, play a sport, etc)
    15. Suffer emotional abreactions – sometimes I have a strong reaction and there’s no explanation, I fly of the handle and then I shut down, I can’t leave my room, I get really angry at whoever is near me, and I need to be alone. In this time I feel threatened, even though I’m perfectly safe
    16. Arousal when reading about a child who’s been victimized – thank you for writing about this. I feel sometimes feel this when reading about any victim of sexual abuse, then I feel terrified, or that there’s something wrong with me. Thank you for clarifying that.
    The terrible thing is that this is all falling into place NOW, like a puzzle, and I try to piece together memories but I literally, in my mind’s eye, see black spots, like a piece has been taken out, and nomatter how hard I try to see it, it’s not there, it’s just black. I’m overseas with my family, this is all unfolding just in the last few days, I’m in a non English speaking country where I cannot communicate well, and I won’t be coming home for a few weeks. I’m away from all of my support networks, and I’m afraid. I wish I was at home right now. I’d be booking in an appointment to see someone as we speak. I’m scared to think too much about this as I don’t want to fall apart now. But it’s plaguing me and I’m starting to get worse and worse physical symptoms of nausea, stomach pains, digestive problems and extreme fatigue.
    I’m afraid.
    – Regina

    • Regina, I can feel your confusion and pain. I can only recommend you find an experienced trained therapist who is skilled in working with adults who were abused as children. The gift for me in this process (and for my clients) is that we get to have certainty about being abused or not. we may never know who or who all abused us (multiple perpetrators are not uncommon) but we will know, or not, that it happened. and then we can heal the adult effects of that child’s past.

      it is possible to heal without a lot of memories, so do the work and get better – you deserve it. These symptoms all will disappear, if not completely, then to the point they are no longer troublesome.

      good luck

      • Hi I’m 15 and this past year I have began to have strong emotional feelings of worry and stress. I think my father may have touched or hurt me in some way. If so, I have no memory of this happening at all. I began searching the internet for answers. I haven’t found much except for symptoms that I relate to.
        1 I began master bating regularly multiple times a day at a VERY young age
        2 I had OCD as a child and still struggle to today I just had to. BE perfect
        3 I feel uncomfortable when my father hugs me
        4I don’t like being touched in certain places and being in certain places in my home
        5I have wet the bed since a young age
        6 I’m afraid of the dark and used to be terrified if I was locked in the closet or alone
        7I used to fantasize at a very young age about touching young boys
        8Ztruggled with addiction and eating disorders
        I want to know what happened to me and I want to know who did it my childhood is a blurr please help me

        • unfortunately, you may never know who did what. It might have been your father, but it could also be another male and your discomfort arises from a childhood fear that your father might do something to you. Memory is not a video tape. Rather it’s our mind’s interpretation of events, sometimes including people we know in the role of perpetrator. I’m not saying he didn’t do it. I’m saying from what you’ve said here, we can’t know for sure. Clearly you had a difficult childhood. Being locked in a closet makes everyone terrified. and being alone when too young is also difficult for many children. Do the work to heal from your addictions and eating disorders. when those are settled, you will better be able to deal with the other traumas but without the clarity of recovery, the other stuff is and gets very confused and cloudy. You can recover from all this shit. really, you can and you will if you focus, do the work, and know that a better life is ahead of you.

          good luck

  51. I have a recurring flashbacks and intrusive memories and I alternate between the current reality and the past reality. It is of me being sexually assaulted but I don’t know by whom. I just feel like I’m a child. It happens often during sex. I am not a regular weed smoker but every time I smoke it is a constant thought and the memories become more intense. I don’t recall ever being assaulted but it happened again last night and I could not help but to start screaming for help during sex but I couldn’t move or speak all I could do was shake. My boyfriend stopped as he could see the shear terror on my face. I don’t understand any of this and it is all I can think of today. Advice please.

    1. Have a very sensitive gag reflex
    2. Can’t tolerate having water hit them in the face (in the shower or pool)
    3. I shower too often. I often feel dirty.
    4. I dress very modestly. I always have a sweater on – even during Texas summers. I don’t wear swimsuits with comfort. I don’t like wearing dresses because I feel like I am being too sexual. I do not like compliments. I rather be in baggy clothes and not sexualized.
    6. I have eating disorders. I often am afraid to eat. In fear I’ll gain weight. Also when I do I feel sick to my stomach – like I did something wrong. I have had problems with turning to alcohol instead of dealing with problems. I am promiscuous but modest. I don’t say no or set boundaries because I’m scared. I am in my first faithful relationship and actually feel safe which scares me. I am used to being in a very abusive relationships.
    7. I constantly pick at my skin – and scratch myself
    8. No boundaries
    9. I have ‘dead zones’ on my legs. I often feel like I can’t move my arms too.
    11. Can’t remember most of my childhood before 6th grade. But a few flashes of a couple happy memories- but only a handful.
    12. Feel crazy, or different, or alone; also feel dirty and unworthy
    13. Regularly see double entendres in ordinary conversation
    14. Not trust the body (to be strong, graceful, reliable, healthy)
    15. Suffer emotional abreactions: reliving the emotions of the abuse when having sex.
    16. I work in a courthouse and have to read about abuse cases from time to time. I do feel arousal when reading about a child who’s been victimized. But it is followed by shame and disgust. Often asking why the hell am I turned on. But my arousal is followed by thought of adults not children. It make me feel guilty and disgusting. I am not attracted to children at all. I was even uncomfortable seeing my kids naked when they were babies i.e. bath time and changing diapers. I felt that I was violating them by seeing their privates.

    • the only thing I ever recommend is to work with a qualified, experienced therapist who deals with childhood sexual abuse. your reaction during sex is actually fairly common for survivors. and the reason #16 is on the list is because it’s very common, along with the shame that’s felt. get the help you need to live a full and rich adult life. You might not ever remember who the perpetrator is, but that is irrelevant to your healing. you can heal without that information.

      good luck

  52. Dear Louise & Reader,

    I would like to share my story with you, mostly so I can get it off my chest. I’ve begun to seriously consider, at the age of 42, that I may have been sexually abused by my father when I was very young. Needless to say, this has been a dreadful process.

    Like many posting here, I do not have any specific memories of sexual abuse. Rather, I have a lot of circumstantial evidence. My father is a sick man – he has Narcissistic personality disorder, which means he has no empathy and never bonded with my sister or me. He was prone to terrifying rages, and we lived in fear of him. There was regular physical abuse.

    When I was 4 years old, possibly younger, I suddenly began masturbating. According to my parents, I was flagrant about it. I have one memory of lying on the couch of the apartment we were moving out of. Moving men were coming in and out of the room, and I lay there touching myself. My parents were horrified that I was doing this, and they decided that beating me was the appropriate way to make it stop. On four, possibly more occasions between the ages of 4 and 6, I was beaten by my father for touching myself. One of the beatings caused so much bruising and bloody scratch marks on my buttocks, that I couldn’t sit down for days afterwards. My mother did not protect me from any of this, and in fact she was the person who usually caught me in the act, and then would report it to my father.

    I have one memory that has stayed with me – in it, I am crying and terrified on the side of the couch, out of my father’s line of sight. He was eating and watching sports, and I was alone with him. He was angrily ordering me to come stand in the middle of the room where he could see me. I was supposed to be changing into my bathing suit, and I didn’t want him to watch me, so I crouched where he couldn’t see. He wanted to watch me change, and this absolutely repulsed and frightened me. I was sobbing, and my tears and obvious terror didn’t matter to him (this is what they mean by lack of empathy). I was maybe 5 or 6 years old.

    I remember that my father created an inappropriate sexual atmosphere at times when my sister and I were young. He would stand at the top of the stairs and call to one of us to bring something to him. When we started up the stairs, we would stop short, seeing he was standing there naked and watching us closely. What could we do but hand him whatever he wanted and avert our eyes? I have a memory of swimming with him and my sister, we were both very young. I was maybe 7 and she was 4. For some reason we were all skinny dipping. I remember vividly that I could sense how pleased my father was, in this creepy way, that we were naked with him. Most fathers of young daughters would be doing the opposite – insisting they put a suit on, not insisting they swim without one.

    Around the same age that I started masturbating (4) I also developed a stutter that’s plagued me my entire life. I read not too long ago that stutters are sometimes caused by childhood trauma.

    Starting in my teens, I began having a strong physical aversion to being touched by my father. If he tried to hug me, my entire body would freeze up. It was an automatic reaction that I seemed to have no control over. In typical Narcissist style, he would blame me for my body’s rejection of him, and would hiss at me that I was “cold” and that something was wrong with me. And there would be my mother, standing by and glaring at me for upsetting him.

    I have almost zero memories before the age of 4. Anything under 10 is scattered and extremely hazy, like it happened in another dimension or galaxy. When I read memoirs, I’m always struck at the detailed account the author can give of his/her childhood. I could never write a narrative of that time in my life – so much is a blank.

    I began experiencing sexual feelings at a very young age (hence the chronic masturbation) and remember being very interested in late night Cinemax soft core porn, and my mother’s risque romance novels, with their detailed descriptions of sex acts. I always thought this early interest in sex was totally normal. It really struck me what Louise wrote about little kids not being naturally sexual – if they’re behaving sexually, someone taught them this behavior.

    Years and years ago, I was with a boyfriend who had been molested by his grandfather. He remembered it all, and we talked about it on several occasions. I told him that I had this weird unexplained feeling that I had been molested by my father. I was still in my 20s, and not ready to confront the scary monster in the closet, so I simply shut the door in my mind and “forgot” about my hunch, for another 15 years. It’s amazing to me in hindsight that I was willing to speak it out loud, that I had such a flash of insight so many years before I was ready to really face it.

    Well, here I am today and I am ready. The irony is that I was pushed to finally confront all of this by an abusive relationship with a man I now believe to be a clone of my father (another Narcissist). That relationship forced a reckoning, and pushed me to confront the past, and who I really am, for the first time.

    I don’t know for sure that I was molested, because I don’t have any concrete memories of it happening. Rather, it’s a gut sense of “knowing” that I can’t really articulate. I don’t know if anyone reading this can relate to that feeling.

    Thank you for reading.

    • I’m glad you’ve found some answers here. I can only reiterate what I always say: work with a trained professional, experienced therapist who understands the adult outcomes of child sexual abuse. You may never remember, for sometimes our young minds can’t process and imprint the events into our memories. But you can heal from the effects of all that abuse. that is always the important thing – don’t let the past steal anymore of the future. do the work and heal. it’s worth the time and energy.

      good luck

    • That is exactly how I feel. I have no concrete memories but only vague ones and just “knowing”. I have constant nightmares about my father, I haven’t spoken to him in years and he still plagues me. He had a very short temper, very abusive, and kind of simple minded which angered him. He would flaunt me in front of his friends.. I don’t have a visual memory but I do have an auditory one of crying and saying stop that it hurt.. I’ve always been to afraid to ask my mother because I do know the physical and sexual abuse that she endured while married to him. I am about to have my first child, a son, and I am terrified of my father somehow finding me. I just do not understand what would compel someone to hurt a child, especially in a sexual sense. I have trouble trusting people, I do not like to be touched, I started my own sexual prowess at a very young age, and it took me quite awhile to not “lay there” whenever I got intimate with my husband. I want answers but I am also afraid of knowing the truth. I want to be the best person I can be for my son and I am afraid that this will somehow hold me back.

      • it sounds like your background is already holding you back. In order to be the best parent you can be, to have a life that is free from the past trauma and joyful, work with a qualified, experienced sexual abuse therapist. She will help you figure out if something happened (not necessarily all the details but you’ll get some certainty) and then, more importantly, help you heal so you can live a wonderful life.

        good luck

  53. This is just a short note to tell you — more importantly, tell your readers whom are struggling with these matters — that what you state is absolutely spot-on correct. I encourage all people who read these notes of yours to adhere to what it is you advise and to hold 100% trust in these strategies for understanding their past and healing and recovering from those deep wounds, which continue to send signals not just to the brain, creating immense pain on a psychological, emotional and mental level, but these impacts destroy self-esteem and healthiness and well-being and quality of life. I know all too well. I am an adult survivor of childhood abuse of every kind — sexual, emotional, psychological, mental, verbal, physical and spiritual abuse and neglect by a much-older step brother (12 years older) and a mother who was distant, cold, void of warmth and not affectionate toward me, but to my siblings she was, including in my presence. It was an absolute hellish childhood, the neglect by my mother (my father had separated and moved away) trumped all the abuse by my stepbrother (her son, whom she favored and protected and enabled the abuse of). I am mid-50’s now. In my mid-20’s I sought help — another older brother was in college pursuing his master’s degree in psychology; he knew somewhat of my agony and duress, as a result of its impact on my life and having horrible self esteem, etc — and it was he who told me of the university’s doctoral program in clinical psychology, and the program they had for PhD candidates working toward their dissertations to earn their PhD, whereby a PhD student-clinical psychologist to be, provided therapy services for the public, particularly university students in undergraduate programs such as myself, at a sliding scale fee based on income, which wasn’t much for me. I credit that experience as the most profound of my life. I credit that therapy and more importantly, the therapist and his approach with me and my trust in him, and all of the intense work I did to understand and heal my fractured self, in fact a self that never had been, as a result of abuse from an early age. In sum, all led by that therapist, for about 2.5 to 3 years, it saved my life, changed my life, gave me life and put me on a new course, one that otherwise would not have been feasible nor even realistic. I have in these years since, returned to therapy at least twice, such is the way it goes for those like us who have been damaged during our formative years of early childhood then reinforced via continuous abuse for more years. Meaning therapy becomes life-long, a life-long quest to heal and continue the healing by taking it into new areas so the whole of us, an holistic healing, is served. Therapy is essential, however, therapy doesn’t work via the sessions only. Therapy gets its strength and power via the relationship of trust between therapist and patient and the difficult work that the patient must do when outside of the therapy sessions, so that when they are in the sessions, there is substance to it and progress … when the therapy is trusted fully and the therapist is trusted fully, and the patient does the work the therapist prescribes and which must be done when not in therapy sessions, which is just 50 minutes to an hour, once a week, yet the pain is every moment of every hour, every day of the week, night and day, so the patient has to work outside of the therapy sessions, and when all of that is in reality being done, and its continuous, and there is a true commitment and a burning desire by the patient to heal, to understand, to find themselves and recover from all they endured, all together ushers in miracles … I am proof of the immense, indescribable power of this equation and the invaluable value of finding and working with and most importantly, trusting and following the guidance of a competent, caring, therapist. I have read at least 50 of these posts and the responses by you as a therapist and you remind me of the ones who have helped me. What you advise, they advised and helped me to do. What you say is gold; this stuff works but only works when the student is ready and the teacher appears. You are that teacher. I know from reading the posts you are helping at least some, if not all. I did a Google search on signs of childhood sexual abuse for women, as a result of having a female friend who told me something the other day that was shocking … a red flag for certain sexual molestation by her father. As a survivor of abuse myself and having recovered and healed, it’s easy I find to recognize signs of abuse in others and what is sad, they don’t know or worse, they have issues in their lives be it mental illnesses or disordered personalities, or a proclivity to seek out in the lovers and partners in their lives, the same abusive personalities as their abusers in early life, as a result of their conditioning, so they inadvertently create for themselves more and more abuse of them, more and more true victimization of them, more and more damage if not death of their inner core and soul. It’s sad … therapy is the one answer, the only path to take, the path to take now, to not delay, to not let money stand in the way, nor any other barriers, you deserve and have the need and right to live free and therapy is the only way. “Greg”

  54. Hi there. I think I might have some unconscious memories. I don’t really trust myself but I think it might be possible. Imma go through the list first.
    1. Er… Yeah. It used to be worse but I hate having things in my mouth. Including non edible fluids such as toothpaste.
    2. Oh yeah. Definitely true. Again, it’s improved but not much.
    3. Yep. Same as last two instances. Slight improvement.
    4. Yep. True sometimes. But I’ve always been very modest. I feel uncomfortable showing my body off in some ways.
    5. No. I have a bit of a stomach is all but I don’t excercise. Eating little is all that has saved me from getting fat.
    6. Might be addicted to masturbation. I don’t know. Despite being a virgin I have a lot of sexual thoughts… It sucks. I also started masturbating when I was 7… So… Kinda weird.
    7. I often pick hang nails off but that’s about it. The only reason I didn’t cut is because I was extremely self conscious about it.
    8. Kind of… I think so…
    9. Don’t know about this. But I used to get a lot of bruises on my legs and not know where they came from.
    10. Never had sex so idk but I can only masturbate lying down. Might not count tho.
    11. I can’t remember my Junior Kindergarten year. Sounds pretty normal but I can remember the summer before which is what makes it crazy.
    12. Okay this one’s long. I should mention that I’ve struggled with my self image for years. In every aspect. I have social anxiety and struggled with depression for five years. It’s probably as a result of my experiences at ten or eleven. I became an emotional abuser at that tender age and hurt my best friends. I don’t even know why I did that. I grew up happily, I had no reason for it. This is the most likely cause of my recent mental and emotional problems but possible abuse could also be a strong case.
    13. Um… Yeah. Kind of. I laugh too much at sexual jokes… so…
    14. Maybe… I can’t point out specific instances. It might help that I’m very picky about where I go to the bathroom and dislike unfamiliar places?
    15. Yeah and I hate myself for it. It’s gross and I wish it didn’t happen to me.

    Actually I’m going to go more indepth with number fourteen and a couple other things. So… to explain 14, I have a terrible distrust for teachers and authority figures, including family. Particularly men. Even if they are kind and there to help. It takes me a long time to get over my fear if I have a favor to ask of them and I hate being scolded, reprimanded or criticised. I don’t like being touched in some ways, along my thighs or my torso, or arms. Even if I am meant no harm. Some random meaningless vocalizations made by adults make me uncomfortable and I sometimes don’t know how to respond to affection.
    I also have a very unhealthy fear of being molested or raped. A healthy aversion to it would be a normal precautionary habit. But I am paranoid and sometimes suspect it of even the most unlikely people to hurt me. I am terrified while walking down the street and it is not normal.
    One time when I was in middle school I would help my art teacher with random menial tasks. I was the only volunteer and when I told my mom about it she had a long talk with me about how I should be careful. I cried a whole lot when I realized that I was actually very nervous I actually was the entire time. He was a strange fellow and always gave off a weird vibe. Nevertheless I have always been a doormat and didn’t hesitate to help him out when he asked it of me. To give you a sense of the accuracy of my gut instinct, one of my gym teachers in the same school also gave an uncomfortable vibe all the time. I stayed away from him. After graduating I found out that he got in trouble for touching girls.

    That’s about all I can remember relevant to this. If I remember something else I will come back and mention it. Thanks.

    • Thank you for sharing. As always i can only suggest that you work with a qualified sexual abuse therapist who will help you heal from the past.

      good luck

  55. I have not looked into this but have suffered from depression, suicidal tendencies, huge emotional swings, eating disorder behaviour, inappropriate relationships and periods of very risky sexual behaviour, strange instinctive aversions that I can’t explain to certain aspects of sex/sexual positions. Since marrying and having children things have changed but the depression and isolation and moods and aversions still come up and also since seriously taking up the practise of yoga I’ve had in meditative states had flashbacks to an experience I can’t tell if it is true or not- but that has me reeling and sobbing and in pain. I haven’t known how to deal with the specific flashback b/c it would have been from a time when I was so young- one and half years old. I welcome suggestions. I keep putting aside- thinking everyone in my family will think I am crazy for pursuing it. But then it sneaks up again.

    • Usually when something sneaks up, again and again, it’s a sign that our minds want us to face something. but it might not be what is coming up. Memories are funny things – they don’t always record what happens but what we feel or think is happening. So the key is to do the work and determine what happened and when. By the way, I’ve had clients traumatized by events that happened earlier than 18 months. at that age we react to our own pain and to the fear and emotional state of the people around us. so yes, it could be abuse that early but you’ll never know until you do the work around figuring it out.

      I always recommend that people do the work to live full and rich lives. what was done, when and why can almost be irrelevant, ironically, because it’s today’s quality of life that matters.

      good luck

  56. Hi Louise.

    I feel shame with my situation all the time and feel like sometimes what happened to me wasn’t real. I remember things, but then immediately dismiss it. Is it normal to make myself feel inadequate and could my thoughts be lying? When I came out about the abuse…..I didn’t tell any of my family members, and was ashamed. But felt I had lost all power in the world so I went to the police to file the report. In trial, I got interrogated on this action and it honestly made me rethink everything and feel lost because everyone makes me feel like that was not a typical thing to do for victims. It was a mistrial, and I have trauma from the experience and have lost my family and been discouraged to drop the whole case. I am trying to forget about it and move on, but the more I read about PTSD and molestation, I remember more and more things…Things I was afraid to talk about with anyone until I read your article. I’d appreciate any guidance or advice you may have.

    • PTSD is a very common outcome of abuse. But I always recommend that you do the healing work on you for you before you worry about trials and punishment and so on. Sexual abuse, as you learned is still very hard to prove but the effects of it last a lifetime, if we don’t do our own work.

      get healed, get clear and then figure out the legal steps. then you’ll be sure.

      good luck

  57. Hi Louise, your article was very helpful, thank you. I do know I was abused but I can sometimes feel like it doesn’t count or I’m overreacting and such. It was between the ages of 6-10 possibly at a summer church club I went to every year. All of what you said rang true but 16 hit me hard. It is what makes me hate myself more than anything, when I was first looking up PTSD and read about cases sometimes I would feel a tingle?? Down there and it is beyond sickening I have tried to ignore it and push it away more than anything and it even happens when I have memories of the abuse?? It makes me feel sick and I’ve never told anyone about that part as I’m so ashamed and scared. I don’t know what to do about it Im hopefully starting therapy soon but I don’t want to mention that part it repulses me.

    • When we are sexually abused as children, this reaction is very common. It does pass, but it takes a long time. don’t beat yourself up for it. Don’t focus on it. Obviously don’t act on it. once you trust your therapist, talk about it. it’s a result of the abuse you suffered, the same as a broken leg if you were hit by a car. just know it’s an outcome, not a moral indictment. and in time, that reaction goes away.

      good luck

  58. Hello, I am a 38 year old woman whom was sexually abused as a child. While that did damage to me it was the non touching sexual abuse that did the MOST damage. My mother was always very “vocal” during sex. She not her partners never cared about the child in the home. Non of her partners were my father as they divorced when I was two. Hearing her, no matter how young made me cry. It made me feel dirty. One time I was on a pull out couch next to her and my brothers father and they did it next to me. Then because he was a truck driver, I’d have to be separated by only a curtain. And he would do very inappropriate things to her while I was in the back seat of the car. They divorced when I was 10. It stopped for awhile then she met the man I call my dad when I was 15. Needless to say my 4 siblings ALL heard their coitus. When I became a mom I made sure my children would never hear me. I always checked to be sure they were sound asleep and locked my door etc. Once they got to age 8 I became single and have not had any man around my children not have I been in a relationship for fear that they might be Abused. How can I desensitize myself from that feeling? Of feel dirty, aroused, sick, abused all in one. Now I feel like I’ll be alone for the rest of my life. I even found out the way I masturbate can really damage the ability to have normal orgasms! ( I’ve always “jiggled and wiggled” over a closed fist until reaching orgasm. It took almost 2 years but now I can orgasm by clitoral stimulation while watching porn. But! As soon as I come I feel dirty and shame. Ugh

    • this is absolutely sexual abuse and as you’ve stated so clearly, it is as damaging to your emotions and life as anything else. There are no grades of horror, as you know. it is all an abuse of power, sensitivity, and trust. i can only suggest that you work with a therapist to help you with the shame of the sounds of sex. it is noisy and it is messy but it is also wonderful and a caring opportunity to share love. You deserve to have a relationship in the rest of your life.

      good luck

  59. Good evening,

    I have a few concerns and i do not know how to get answers. I am an aunt to a 7 and 9 year old niece as well as a 2 year old nephew. When my 7 year old niece was about 3, she was physically abused by her father. it was reported and everything, she is now in a care facility to hopefully help her. she has been diagnosed with PTSD, and 2 other disorders. her older sister has watched this and watched her brother get abused too. My sister has separated from his for awhile now, but the courts have ordered them to split custody for the time being and now the children, the 9 year old and the 2 year old, is going over to his house alone. forever now, the 9 year old always opened up to me about everything and would describe events in great detail. Now when i bring up things that has to do with her father, she shuts down and changes the topic to something completely different. all she says in relation to it is that it is really bad there when she goes. Now, she hates taking showers anymore. since she was a baby she loved them and taking bathes. why all of a sudden does she not like taking them? when i bring it up, she again changes the topic and wont say a word for several seconds.

    • It is very difficult to know, or believe you know of something happening to little ones when there’s nothing you can do to help them. I would mention, once, your concerns to the mother and then let it go. that’s hard to hear and harder to do but you cannot make a change in this. the mother can try, through the legal system, if she’s willing, but that’s all. there’s no one else who can make the courts change the ruling, except maybe a professional.

      it all gets very complicated very quickly. Thank you for caring and loving these little ones. they will need lots of help in the future, for sure.

  60. Hey Louise, I have some questions about some symptoms I feel I have and connections with that may or may not matter.

    I have been reading a little within the last hour abot sexual abuse reppression and how the reppresssion of memories/the cause of specific symptoms is due to sexual abuse.

    I am 16 (Male) and as of this year have been experiencing much more stress and problems with my head and as of what I have read, if not a mental issue of some sort (which I think it is) it is duse to sexual abuse.

    I do not have much memory of the ages 2,3,4 I believe some of 5 and small parts of 6 to 8. I have always been reliant and by my mums side and very much closer to her in the sense I felt saf, protected, and loved. I didn’t stop sleeping by her side entirely until about 11-12. I started to masturbate at 11 after veiwing porn and trying actions they did on my own etc etc, as I had always been curious about this and had seen it in the past about 7 or 8 with a friend the same age. As children, we had also done some touching and kissing as we were curious and somewhat enjoyed it.

    Ever since I started to play with myself I always felt guilty afterwards and I shouldn’t do it/watch porn and felt bad and whatnot, and this continued until I started to get over it, but I more so just had an interest in sex in general but always felt bad or wrong about it and that became the new pivot of my negativity. As of the start of this year, whenever I had accidentally seen my mum bend over I felt immensly guilty though literally accidental and even repulsed because I knew I never put any connation to it and I felt guily.

    I currently have an irritability to many different things and has only developed over the last year or so, currently when I hear someone cough or sigh (only parents) I start to feel stressed and get angry as I can’t think and get away from negativity, I cope with that by punching my desk and or wall.

    Whenever I hear something about sexual abuse or see it I feel like I emphasize with people about it and it does make me upset and empathetical to it, and all the more does it make me upset and tense when I sing to a song about it.

    Just before, I had been listening to such a song and in the midst of my mind creating/being negativity it had made an image of female genitalia, and it seemed to be familiar like it was from a dream but it had felt too real and I think it had been as I remember a touch too, and the first face that I put to it is my mum, and I hate it and I don’t want to think about all of it but my mind just retains it. I also feel incredbily uncomfortable and sort of repulsed when I hear her go to use the loo, I always block my ears wben I think it will happen.

    After reading on some of the symptoms and seeing how I am in all this I feel like something could have happened possibly, what do you think? Thanks for your time and for reading, it is a bit difficult for me to write this but thank you.

    • I really cannot say if you’ve been abused or not. lots of what you mention is fairly normal behavior, in my contexts. your only way to find out is to talk to a qualified professional therapist and figure it out. or more importantly, resolve the issues that are plaguing you now, so that you can have a wonderful adult life.

      • Well the 16-year-old guy that lived next door to our house, I started going to his bedroom when I was 6 years old, and I was curious about the Playboy magazines he had and he would masturbate me, and I actually liked it, told him it felt good. Also, I got my period when I was 9 and developed really early, very big breasts. And I am pretty but I still take forever to get out of the bathroom, and I am always looking in the mirror. So, I wasn’t really abused that bad like some stories I have heard, but I get turned on very easily, especially hearing about other stories. My Dad found out about it when I was 9 and he almost killed the guy, but he didn’t say anything because my Mom caught me sitting on his lap and we lived in a really nice neighborhood, so my story isn’t as bad as some I have heard, but it still has had an effect on me. After that, I saw a lot of guys beat up, and rightly so, because I was still really young and guys would touch me and he would find out about it. Anyway, what I am asking is how can I heal from this? Is this why I am so worried about how I look even though I am pretty according to the looks and guys that ask me out a lot. Thank you, for reading, Anna

        • I am not aware of any way an individual can heal on their own. you can start with the book Courage to Change, but the best, fastest way is with a qualified professional therapist.

          good luck

  61. Hm, I’m not sure where I should start.

    Around 6 months ago, I started working as a residential counselor at an RTC for teenagers with behavioral/emotional issues. Many of the girls that I work with have very extensive histories of sexual and physical abuse. Several of these teens have, themselves, perpetrated some form of inappropriate touching or abuse on others, including younger siblings and friends. Many of the girls have boundary issues, in part I believe due to this.

    Since working there, I have learned a great deal about myself. I am realizing that many of my behaviors and tendencies (including some of these signs) align with some who has been through sexual trauma and abuse. I am not really sure if the following things classify as either and I’m just looking for a bit of clarity.

    I have an extremely difficult time remembering my childhood. I have SO many scattered memories and there are some I’m not even sure are real anymore though they’ve never changed. It just feels like this stuff was a lifetime ago and maybe never happened, or is all in my head?

    I think the strongest memory is of being in the shower with my father, both of us naked. I couldn’t say how old I was or feel in the moment when I am thinking about this. I know I touched his penis, with my hands and I think with my face. Part of me wants to believe that he told me I could touch it. I don’t remember this actually happening, though I have also thought that maybe I asked him if I could touch it. Either way, there was definitely touching. I don’t remember what happened next. My father used to walk around in his underwear (tightie-whities) for as long as I can recall, maybe even up until I was 15 or so. This always made me so uncomfortable and I never said anything to him. For most of my life, my father was an angry drunk. He used to spank me and my brother for doing something “bad.” He would pull down my pants and spank me, HARD, with me bent over his lap, as many times as my age was in years. This always made me cry and I felt extremely violated. I think once, I was a little older and felt really awkward having him pull my pants down. If I had to guess I’d say I was like 10. I tried to pull my pants back up and he made me pull them back down all the way to my ankles. To this day I get flashbacks of this if I am intimate with someone and they try to spank me. Recently, my partner put me over his lap and spanked me. I felt my throat close up and my chest got extremely tight. I pretended I was fine in the moment, but later told him I really didn’t like him doing that and he stopped.
    I have very scattered memories of taking naps with my dad as a kid. The naps always took place when my mother wasn’t around. He would have take off my clothes and put on one of his big shirts. He would tease me for wanting to “wear daddy” to bed. Sometimes I really struggle with these memories. I have more…some of them include my dad telling me very randomly that I was so beautiful and that when I grew up with the features I had that I’d make heads turn. At the time I think I was confused by this but wanted my father’s affection so badly that it resulted in me feeling like I had to be pretty for him. As I got slightly older, I became extremely weirded out about my dad knowing I was wearing bras. I would beg my mom nonstop not to tell him. Sometimes I would pester her and ask her what she told him about me, just to gauge whether or not he was aware that I was going through puberty in a physical manner. Now I understand that was silly, as I am sure he must’ve seen. I developed breasts very early on and my father was incredibly quick to make me feel uncomfortable and self-conscious about them. He would make comments that the way I dressed was slutty and I was “asking for it” when I wore a v-neck to school in the 9th grade. He would comment on my butt at times, saying things like “wow, you sure got your mom’s no-ass genes.” I can’t really speak to the degree in which I feel guilty for these things. It’s almost overbearing and I think in a lot of ways he knew his behaviors were wrong. My older sister has described a few instances of our dad verbally harassing her for her body as well or trying to make her sit in his lap. She told me at one point, she caught him masturbating in our family living room around 10pm. When this happened, I was about 16. It really scared me and I couldn’t look at him for awhile. I feel like I have so many memories of being incredibly uncomfortable around my dad. Sometimes I think very small snippets of more inappropriate touching surface and then as soon as I begin to try remembering more it all slips away and I get insanely frustrated.

    Throughout my childhood this kind of thing happened with several people, including a close female friend when I was “8 or 9” (I really don’t know how old I was when any of this other stuff happened), my brother’s older male friend who was a teenager when I was little, a much older male cousin, and my uncle who is now deceased. My whole life I have felt scared of men and like all they want from me is sex. I describe my sexuality as fluid and although I am attracted to men and women, I don’t have a preference and gender isn’t really important to me. I’m realizing I may be more comfortable with women and a very big part of me believes it’s because my dad made me so self-conscious around boys/men due to his own behavior. I have dreams where I am very young and am being chased. I have dreamt that I was being raped in my sleep as a young girl. It’s a recurring dream and I have a hard time functioning the day after having it. My anxiety surrounding these memories continues to get worse and I think my position at work puts me in light of a lot of trauma that may be triggering for me. I’m really unsure if the things I’ve described fall under any sort of abusive category. I’m scared to talk about my memories because they affect me so much that I’d feel really stupid and ridiculous if a professional told me they meant nothing or nothing wrong happened.

    As far as the list goes….

    1) yes, my gag reflect is super sensitive.
    3) Personal hygiene has always been incredibly challenging for me. For as long as I can remember I have alternated between long periods of desperately not wanting to shower or take care of myself, and periods where I feel filthy and disgusting 24/7 if I am not IN the shower making myself clean.
    7) I pick at any blemish on my skin. Pimples, ingrown hairs, mosquito bites-pretty much always until there is blood.
    8) Not sure about boundaries. Possibly.
    9) My upper legs and stomach are extremely sensitive to touch. My calves and feet are almost without feeling. I never know why I end up with so many bruises.
    10) I cannot stand having sex on my stomach with someone directly ontop of me from behind. It makes me want to cry
    11) Memories of my childhood are so incredibly fragmented that I often wonder if I had a childhood at all.
    12) I frequently feel weird and different from everyone else around me. I feel like people are always judging me or that they think I’m really not worthy of love/not good enough. I feel dirty after having sex most of the time.
    13) ALWAYS.
    14) Definitely struggling with trust in my own body. This has been going on for a long time.
    15) I can’t stand being in the bathroom that the shower memory took place in. It’s now my mom’s house and I refuse to go in there. I feel nauseous whenever I do.
    16) I don’t necessarily feel arousal. I think I feel curiosity and am always searching for the details. I hate admitting this.

    • It is important that you take your concerns, behaviors, suspicions and memories and work with a qualified,professional therapist with experience in child sexual abuse. she will help you determine what happened but more importantly help you heal so that you can live a wonderful life, free from the restraints of your childhood.

      good luck

  62. Hi . Thanks for your article. I am wondering if I was sexually abused by my father also. My parents divorced when I was 4 & my brother & I would visit him on occasion. He was an alchoholic at the time. He had me sleep in the bed with him in his studio. My brother was on the couch. I remember one morning waking up in completely different clothing and not recalling anything the night before. I felt scared & my dad said I was sick and threw up. I dot remember throwing up and I don’t remember feeling sick. I think all the bed sheets were the same so I don’t know why I wouldn’t remember something like that. Around the same time my father moved into a new apartment & I remember saying I don’t want to sleep in your bed & he said I had to because I was the girl. I was too afraid at 4 without my mom. He made me sleep in his tshirt & I remember waking up to him rubbing my leg and close to my inner thigh in the morning. I told my mom and we went to CPS which I didn’t understand where I showe her on a doll that he didn’t touch my vagina but close and I said I think it was an accident. I just knew I didn’t want to sleep with my dad anymore. At 5 I remember touching myself under covers and actually showing a school friend what I did and my Mom walked in and stopped me. I’m wondering if my dad touched me that night in my sleep when he said he changed my clothes & maybe tried to continue with grooming but I stopped him by telling. He also tried to make me use the bathroom with the door unlocked in case I fell and needed help but I refused after he touched my leg. I was only 4. 🙁

    • it is impossible to determine with any degree of certainty whether you were abused or not from memory fragments. memories are funny. sometimes our minds can’t cope with an event, so it isn’t registered in my memory bank. at other times, I assign ‘blame’ for an event to someone who is ‘safe’ rather than remember who really hurt me. sometimes, my memory gets it all right. but there’s no way to know from what you’ve said.

      If we think we were abused, the trauma always shows up in our behavior. it is way more important to look at our behavior and feelings and heal those than fighting for memory recall, which may or may not happen.

      I get asked this question all the time and I can’t say. In fact I don’t say with my face to face clients either. it’s not my decision or recommendation or work. As you do the work, with an experienced, qualified professional therapist you will know and you’ll be able to recover and heal, as necessary

      good luck

    • Hi Heather, it definitely sounds like you might have been. Touching yourself at a young age like that is a big sign of childhood sexual abuse. I’m sorry that happened to you. Just know that it wasn’t your fault, you’re not alone in this and it isn’t anything you can’t overcome. (:

  63. Hi Louise, I’m a woman, age 25, and over the past couple of years, have been trying to explore whether or not I was sexually abused. Obviously the notion of bringing up any possible repressed memories is not something I want to force (especially upon doing research that our minds can very easily make things up to appease our searching) but the more I revisit some of the memories I have of my childhood, and the little things I was able to coax my mother into revealing to me (I’m really not ready to be up front about what I’m researching, in case I’m wrong since this is a serious issue.) the more signs I see.

    What started my curiosity was an event that occurred almost 3 years ago. I was in college, and my boyfriend at the time was visiting. Prior to being with him, even at my age at the time (22) I was never interested in being intimate with others, though I did masturbate. He and I were about to have sex (NSFW content ahead, for those concerned) and we were making out and intimately touching one another. I was aroused, until he pulled me close and started to finger me vaginally. When I was held close beneath him, with his hands on my private parts, was would normally be a pleasing, initiate moment began to make my stomach turn. I suddenly felt very claustrophobic and uncomfortable. I let him proceed, just chalking it up to me being nervous about my first time, like anyone else would be, until I experienced the event that led me to wondering if I had been abused. As the fingering continued, I began to feel a tightness in my throat, and a fluttering in my stomach, and gradually, a familiar smell came to me out of nowhere. At the time I lived in a college apartment and there were occasionally weird smells, but this was something I vividly remembered from childhood. –– In my childhood home we had a room in the basement where we would host get-togethers and parties. There are lots of antiques and other old items in the room, which is usually closed, so there was (and still is) always a very musty, distinct smell lingering around. I very vividly remember one day early on in childhood (about 4 or 5) becoming paralyzingly afraid of being in that room, out of nowhere…The smell from that room was exactly what came to me as my boyfriend was touching me sexually. I have never once experienced muscle memories like that before, and I haven’t, since, but it was very unsettling and I felt guilty for doing so, but I put the brakes on our sexual experience.

    There were other instances from childhood that align with signs of sexual abuse, some that I remember and some that I was told by my mother.

    •From a very early age I started masturbating, often in inappropriate times and places (I was sent home from school in first grade for doing so.) In addition to this, I began not wanting to wear underwear for some reason, but I wasn’t an exhibitionist, in fact I didn’t want people near me, or people to know I did this.

    •I began teaching my younger sister how to draw (very accurate) penises, causing less than a pleased reaction from my very Catholic grandfather, and I have no idea where I saw a penis to begin with at that age.

    •In middle school and part of high school, I always made showering and brushing my hair a hassle. My mom would always get angry because for reasons unknown to me, I would let my hair get greasy and tangled and lie about showering, I just didn’t care.

    •Even today, I occasionally feel arousal at inappropriate times, and masturbate somewhat frequently (only at home.)

    •There is one instance I remember in my childhood, with very limited context; I approached my mom because my vagina hurt and was bleeding. I was only about 6 at the time, but did not have a period until age 11. This is something I vividly remember but have no other connections or context to.

    •My mom told me I suffered from sleepwalking as a child, and frequently ventured down to the room that spurred the muscle memory years later, often waking up in a panic when I realized where I was.

    •I had some regression issues in childhood, for some reason I always wanted to wear diapers (not for their intended use, just to wear) and would always steal them from houses of friends and family with babies. I’m not sure at which age this began, but I vividly recall this.

    •I suffered from ODD as a child and had a difficult time opening up to and respecting authority, particularly men. Even with male relatives, I never wanted to be close to them, especially alone. I always felt a very impassioned need as a child to stay close to my mother for fear that something terrible would happen to me, So much so that I would break out into panicked tears if she was not within sight when we were in public places. This occurred at inappropriate ages, up until around the age of 12.

    •I have some, limited memory of this; I visited several therapists as a child, one who I really connected with, for a variety of reasons, but the event that led my mother to seek help was the fact that I repeatedly drew and displayed pictures depicting sexual events, some with unhappy looking people in them. Again, no idea where I saw this or why I was able to picture these events.

    •For whatever reason, from childhood up to present day, I almost never feel safe in situations or places where I don’t have complete autonomy or control. Even going to work every morning, I can’t shake terrible feelings that something bad will happen to me. This is almost a daily occurrence.

    •At 25 I have still never had sex, I find it extremely difficult to connect to men, or be alone or intimate with them without having feelings of discomfort or deep fears triggered by any intimate touches.

    I don’t know…I have a lot of…unconventional and uncomfortable fractured memories from my childhood, and I know that a lot of my experiences have shaped who I am as an adult. Which makes me sad, but also, it makes me want closure in the “was I, or wasn’t I?” department. But like I said, I really don’t want to push it, with the risk of my mind running wild and filling in blanks that aren’t there. I know it’s not a lot to go on, but what do you make of it? (If anything at all.)


    • there are many things that sound like you were abused. but please remember that the memories are not the important part of the healing – it’s the work we do to recover from our symptoms. that’s what matters. work with a professional and get the help you need and get well.

      good luck

  64. Hi Ms. Louise. I am thirteen years old. I have many of the symptoms on this list, however I do not remember any sexual abuse in my life up to this point. With that being said, both of my parents have been alcoholics and drug addicts for their entire lives, so that might have been where this started. I have recently gotten the feeling that my father is molesting my younger sister because of the amount of time they stay alone together. I have felt this way for about six months or so, though I am not sure what exactly triggered this. I have acid reflex. I have the feeling of being dirty or unworthy. I overeat and look to food for comfort often. I feel the need to be masculine for some reason, though I am most definitely NOT a lesbian. I am also not boy crazy either though. Whenever I am around guys my age, I mostly tense up and become super nervous. I feel very insecure and feel alone when I am surrounded by people. I have heard my mother making sounds while she had sex with a man on two different occasions, which absolutely horrified me at the time. I also touch my “area” down there a lot for some reason. These things are strange, but I really cannot picture either of my parents touching me or anything of that manner. Do you think there is anything I can do to make sense of all of this?

    • unfortunately, I can’t provide any suggestions except that you talk to someone who can put you in touch with a qualified professional therapist. there are a number of possible reasons you might have some of these symptoms but you’ll have to work with someone to figure out what that is.

      good luck

      • Hi Louise.
        Sorry if this comment is at the wrong place. I can’t find another way to cantact you.
        It’s never bothered me much that I have been through some abuse. It happened a long time ago (age 4/5 and at 13), but recently my ex boyfriend said something very disrespectful and it caused flashbacks to surface from these times that other men has disrespected me. It’s been a few days now that I keep thinking about those times and it’s starting to effect me.
        The first time I was sexually abused, I was very little about 4 or 5. I can only remeber the one scene of what happened: I was alone with my older cousin in his room. And he was on top of me and kissing me. As I was very small I didn’t know what to do. I remeber him asking me if I liked it and even though I said no, he didn’t stop. I sometimes question if this really happened but I feel very stronly that it did. Even after all these years (I’m 17 now) I still just want to keep my distance from him. I have quite a few of these symptoms you mentioned as well.
        The second time was when I was 13. A friend of my mom’s slept over at our house and after everyone went to bed,he forced me to watch him play with himself. He held my hand while doing it and looked me straight in the eye the whole time. This is maybe not real abuse but it definitely effected me negatively. There’s only one person that knows because she’s been through abuse herself. She’s been to a psychologist and it really helped her. I don’t know if I’m over reacting and I don’t know if this really is an underlying problem. Should I seek help or can I just wait for it to pass?

        • These are both instances of abuse, so get the help you need to get over them. they won’t go away without some work on your part.

          good luck

        • Hi, I’m a 46 year old woman and I’ve been hiding and pretending and dysfunctional most of my life. Although I’ve managed in life through faking it, I am almost certain my issues stem from childhood sexual trauma at the hands of uncles of my neighbor friends. I have triggers and all the adult coping symptoms listed. Almost all to a t. I never have wanted to accept these things were
          Real but I’m certain they were. Years of masking and addictions of one type of another have led to a rock bottom where I’ve tuna not broken enough to seek serious help. I begin my journey tomorrow through an intensive outpatient program. Thank hi for reassuring us survivors that it wasn’t our fault.

          • never your fault. we are the victims of some pedophile. we didn’t seduce them, or ask for it, or be a party to it. they’re the perpetrators. In the same way if you were sitting in a coffee shop, relaxing and some idiot drives his car through the wall and injures you.

            be brave. get help. and heal.

            good luck. i’m proud of you

    • I’m so sorry to hear of this situation. Do you have a trusted adult you can talk to?

      • I have edited this comment because it’s critical to me that we don’t make personal connections with each other. that is not the purpose of this blog and it is possibly dangerous to the posters. thank you for your concern.

  65. Hi Louise,

    I have been dating a woman for about 4 years and in the beginning she showed all the signs of having been abused as a child such as giving unexpected gifts, a lot of makeup, unwillingness for intimacy etc. Her cousin also confirmed to me that she was, indeed, abused when she was 13 by a mechanic in a town where she lived. Her father passed away when she was about 7 so was vulnerable to the assault.

    I went to a social worker to ask how I should deal with this and she said that I shouldn’t bring up the subject myself but that it should rather come from her side. Could you please give me some tips and ways of approach and how to bring up the subject without alarming her or scaring her off?

    Thanks very much for your time and help.


    • i totally agree with the social worker you spoke to. do not bring it up. her mind will bring the memories (assuming this happened) to the surface when it’s ready to deal with them. decades ago, therapists routinely tried to help patients bring up memories of past abuse because they were showing signs. the result was lots of turmoil, false accusations and misery. When she’s ready, she will remember. until then, do not interfere. You can encourage her to get help for the symptoms she’s showing. that’s a different thing altogether. but do not raise the issue of child sexual abuse. that’s for her to heal when she’s ready, assuming it happened.

      we all need to remember that the signs i’ve listed are common to sexual abuse survivors but not exclusive to sexual abuse. Different clusters of abuse can cause these behaviors.

      silence is golden

      • OK, thank you for your reply, Louise. I understand and won’t bring it up. She is getting better, I think, very slowly but I’ll try and wait it out…

        • that’s your best road forward – let her figure it out

          • I’m a 40 year old that has felt ashamed at my thinking over the years. Like really strong urges. It’s weird because none of my family exhibit this.. I don’t remember age 1-5 or 6. Like times here and there I can’t remember. I also wet bed at least until age 10. I had weird dreams too. My urges have gotten really strong. I can’t even talk about some of what I go through. Now never have I acted or anything like. I feel really low even talking about. I don’t remember anything being done though too me. Any advice please?

            • find a qualified therapist who will keep your confidence and do the work to heal. you can put this behind you.

              good luck.

  66. I’m 21 female. As much as I can remember all my life I felt very strange emptiness feeling that something is very wrong. But I don’t remember my early childhood. The last memories are when I was 5 years old. I know just the facts that my father was drinking at early time, there were a lot of stress in my family. I just startedto think if abuse could happen to me but sometimes I can’t believe that somebody could do it to me. Here are some sympthoms how I feel now:
    1. I feel that something is very very bad with me;
    2. I always felt that I’m different;
    3. I feel depressive and I can’t move, feels like I’m not now and here but always somewhere else;
    4. Sometimes I feel like a small girl, not emotionally matured;
    5. Sometimes opposite – I don’t feel like a woman, I don’t like my body, I feel more like a boy.
    6. I don’t know who I am. It feels like I don’t have my essential self
    7. I don’t feel comfortable with mens esspecially when they want to kiss me or touch, I feel like I’m a tree
    8. I’m not sure about my sexual orientation now. I don’t feel pleasure be with mens but also I don’t feel that I like girls
    9. Day by day I holding inside the feeling of big dark hole which feels something bad, unsafe. I feel that it came from somewhere very early
    10. I see that I can’t love anybody. It hurts so much
    11. I have eating problems – overeating.
    Do you think it can be? Or it’s just (according to my mum) my nature and I can’t do anything with that

    • I can’t say from a list on the web whether you were abused or not. But either way, you have some problems that are bothering you. please work with a qualified, experienced therapist (even one who specializes in child sexual abuse) and do the work to heal. don’t let the rest of your life to continue as the past has gone.
      good luck

      • Please can you contact me louise. I need your help

        • there is a contact form on my website, feel free to contact me, but remember, I don’t work as a therapist any longer.


    • Viki, I know how you feel many of your symptoms I have as well as a few more. Yesterday I took my first step. Telling someone for the first time after years of failed relationships. It’s so so hard, but after a attempt at suacide it was worth trying to get help

    • Viki I was as a child sexually abused for many years I experience symptoms 3,4,6 and 9. Almost exactly.
      This doesn’t mean you were, but it’s something you should definitely talk to a therapist about.

      It’ll be ok.

    • I have everything you are explaining as well and am trying to figure out where the abuse cane from . I don’t remember being directly abused but I do have flashbacks that concern me and that I feel were inappropriate occurrences . .

      • find a qualified professional therapist to help you figure it out…

        good luck

  67. my apologies for the delay in responding to your comment. It just came up on my blog. and to answer your question, yes, it is possible to react to abuse as a young child or even an infant.

    it’s important to work with a qualified experienced therapist who has done lots of work with abuse survivors. I never recommend hypnotherapy either. I know it works for many people but to me it leaves open a door to suggestion by others.

    having said that, do the work. It is more important to heal than to remember and it is better to remove the signs of abuse even if you can’t remember what happened.

    good luck

  68. Hi Louise,

    After reading this book by Augusten Burroughs, I again felt the need to ask myself what are the roots of my personal collection of dysfunctions. Change has consistently been a struggle for me. It is easy to see that my phobias and general sense of impending doom, and the ways that I self-medicate with food, shopping, and my all time favorite, daydreaming, are all a symptom of something. But of what? I mean, I have been to therapy, and have done lots of personal work over the years, but it now seems superficial. I suspect that these battles have been with bigger symptoms of the yet found monster issue. My prior therapist suspected that I have repressed memories of past traumas. I am inclined to agree. I had, tonight on a whim, conducted a quick google search of symptoms of childhood trauma. This is what has lead me to your page. I have been reading through some of the responses, and have been impressed with your taking the time to acknowledge these emotional and candid responses. Had I had such a outlet when I was at the tender age some of these beautiful human beings are at now, I may have avoided some of this cancer of the spirit from gaining such a hold on me.

    Your list, as well as some of your specific responses has caught my attention. The gag reflex, obesity, becoming aroused by reading about victimization, rape fantasies, inability to say no or being in control of my body and what happens to it, exaggerated startling, etc. I also have a panic triggering fear of being held down, or I had thought a fear of suffocation, but now, I really think it’s a fear of being completely immobilized. I also, to this day, have this knee jerk response of “coming out of my skin” when I am touched by a man I am trying to get to know, or sometimes even, like in my previous marriage, I could find myself feeling like that in unguarded moments. It was really bad when I was young, and first starting to date, I can remember rushing the first sexual contact, so that creepy feeling would go away. I, to this day, have no freaking idea why that would banish the the creepy feelings, but it did.

    Looking back, I have some memories that would constitute as abuse, but I can not really remember anything that would qualify as the smoking gun. I remember my mother would always send me to our neighbors house to call her friend and invite her to come over. We were poor, and lived in a trailer so run down and decrepit that it would not even be allowed to occupy a space in some third world shanty town, but that is another story. Point is, we did not have a phone. I only remember, other than the shame of being the one to constantly have to impose on other’s cherity, that the old man gave me the creeps. I felt dirty, unclean in some way. He always would insist that I come inside, and sit on his lap for a little bit before I could make the call. Mom would always downplay this, or imply that I was being silly.

    Another, was at my best friends house one night, her ole and super creepy father exposed himself to me. He just sat down on the arm of the chair next to the couch I was on, and got my attention by saying Hi, how are you doing? I was perplexed because normally I was almost invisible to adults at that house and most every other place. I smiled and started to reply, when I should look down, and his junk was all hanging out of his underwear- of course, nowadays, it would be inappropriate to wear nothing but underwear in front of 7 and 8 year olds, but it was the 70’s. Now, for years I just felt a profound embarrassment for him, because there was just no way that he could have realized that his stuff was out for a visit, but I am now aware, that men as a general rule, are very much aware of the status/location of that particular part of their anatomy. I also now remember that it was not really embarrassment that I felt, well maybe a little, but mostly I felt shame. Like I did something to be embarrassed about.

    My father. Well, let’s just start out by saying that my father had a very ugly view of women in general. Something to do with his mother abandoning him and his brothers and sisters, and leaving them with his father while she ran off with another man. Don’t know, or care about the whole story. What little I personally knew about her was not good, but I could have been conditioned to feel this. My father also seemed to have this weird sexual hatred towards women, like I got the impression that women were mainly just walking vessels for sex, and for household stuff, like cleaning and cooking. None of which my mother ever did very well. The fights during my childhood were something of legend. Hell, it just wasn’t Christmas until the cops were called. Now, had my mother not been raised in an orphanage, and had she not been a large and naturally strong person, and had she meaner than a snake, my mother would have been your typical battered women. But as it was, my very large, ex-marine, combat tested in Vietnam, red-headed Viking like father only stood a chance if he could catch my mother unawares, because if she could see it coming, there wasn’t no object that could not be weaponized. Also, there was normally my aunt close at hand to lend a hand. I grew up with this head shaped indention in the kitchen wall, because my dad had told my aunt that if she said just one more word, he was putting her head through that wall. Well, she didn’t stop, and he did. But that very night, my father got the beating of his life, he had to go to the hospital to get stitched up, and I will never forget him running towards the police officer screaming ” Go go go” Get me away from these crazy *******!

    I have vague memories, more emotional feelings of shame, uber-creepiness, feelings like I had to fight against my natural famine inclinations, and be a good women, keep a clean house and always, always take care of the man’s needs in that way, the implied sexual way. He would like to talk to me when he was drunk, said that he had no one to talk to, that mom was not taking care of him in that way. I can only remember me not responding very well as he wanted to being his sounding board. I don’t know if he brought it up again that I have memory of. I just remember that my parents were overly open with sexuality around my brother and I. My mother would keep playboy and hustler magazines around, for what, I have no idea. She professed, and I believed her, that she did not like sex. But they still talked about it too openly for healthy childhood development. I mean, what is the one thing that porn teaches us, is the objectification of women. It was, at the least, gross neglect.

    The truth of it, is that I loved my father, and until he passed away in 2008, I talked to him on the phone everyday. He and I could laugh until my gut hurt. But, there were times when his world view would come out to bite. Like the time I was yet again broken hearted because some guy did not call again after so wild couple of weeks of loving. This was just another in a string of unrequited affairs that I would find myself in, it has taken me a long time to understand my intimacy issues, how they mimic one desperate to be with some unavailabile person, but not seeing that I was subconsciously choosing only unavailable men. Usually married, but my favorites were the emotionally unavailable because they better tricked me from seeing my patterns. Which, I guess is the whole point of avoidance coping mechanisms. Well, back to my point, my father was very drunk at the time of my call, and in my misery, I did not notice in time. Because I would javelin known better than ask for comfort from my father while he was drinking, my father was a very angry and mean drunk. So, before I knew what I had walked into, he gives this low and mean chuckle. He says, Huh, man Oman, where the hell were women like you when I was young and single. I am quiet, then slowly ask, even though I know the answer, What do you mean, by ‘women like me?’ He laughs out loud, I mean, I mean women who give it out so easy! I mean, HELL! What I would’ve given to have known women like that!
    I am hurt, but I don’t feel hurt right then. What I feel is super nova white hot rage. But the scary calm kind. If I was a tiger, I would have began a slow and deep base growing. (I was up close to a Siberian female tiger this one time, and when she did this very thing, I can’t describe how terrifying this was, it’s something primal. Even though there was no way she could have gotten at me, I still almost broke out into a full flight response) He notices the lack of response, or he senses something stronger, I don’t know, because he starts to qualify and backtrack. But, really. How can you talk your way out of that? Now, I am not a child, I was probably in my late twenties or maybe early thirties. I had at least three years, by that point, of college under my belt, and was beyond absorbing any new cancer seeds from this man or anyone for the most part. I was cognitive of the fact that he was a product of his environment, and did not in all likelihood have the benefit of some of the theory that I had consumed during my time in college. The whole repeating cycle of abuse, the conditioning committed to young unformed minds of children. The very idea that my very first and most important example of the masculine ideal would had been him. That if in fact, as a grown women, if felt the need to give my sexual favors to potential mates, because at some point along the way, I had been taught that this was all I had worth giving, then that lesson, at least up until that point, had been taught by him. I also, knew, even in my fury, that in his messed up way, thought that he was giving me advice. He honestly thought that shaming someone into good behavior is a valid way to teach. This was probably the way he was taught. But I still reacted in the way that would cause the greatest amount of hurt. I did not scream, or fight, or cry. I just very quietly said: You are aware that you just said this to your only daughter? You are aware, yes? that you just called your own flesh in blood, the little girl that you were put on this earth to nurture and protect, the little girl with red curly hair so much like your own, who, after FOUR miscarriages, was born healthy to you, when that was all you had ever wanted, how you cried and cried because the other four children had not lived, that little girl that used to take off your boots when you got home from work, so little that she would always fall down when they finally released from your foot, the little girl who would stand on a stool behind you and brush your hair because being a lttle girl, she loved to brush hair, that little girl who became a women, who is hurting, and needing comfort, you called her a slut.
    He is quiet, well almost. He is starting to cry. But I am not done yet. No, I go for the kill. I say, almost whisper: Do. Not. Ever. Contact. Me. Again.

    I hang up. I know what I have done. I know that it was unfair, it was extreme over kill. Especially now, when he is gone, and I miss him so much it hurts. How I wish I could be angry, angry that I am about to turn 45 this year, and I still can’t form a heathy relationship. How I understand that at some point it falls to us, as adults to own our own misery our part in the course of our lives for good or bad. I hate being one of those ppl who are still blaming my bad childhood on my lack of progress in interpersonal relationships, how I go to bed every night afraid of dying alone. How I have been single for so long now, that ppl have questioned my sexual orientation. Amusingly, because I don’t nor have I ever had a female “roommate ”

    The thought of dating fills me with revolution, and panic. But this is a paradoxical thing, because I am super lonely. I want more than anything to have that someone waiting for me to come home, someone to bounce problems off of, someone to share with. But I can’t yet. I can’t until I deal with some of this monster cancer that lives inside of me. And I cant deal with it, until I know what it looks like, how big it is, how strong of a grip and how deep it’s roots are. Until that time, I am held hostage. It’s such a nature, as that it will not allow me to move along in stages. Like some of the people have in your comment thread. This is what has brought me to this website, this quest. If I could just get my claws into it, I could yank it out by its roots, I am sure of it.

    I am sorry to have rambled on like this. I think I really needed to write this out. If any of it should help another, then that will be a added bonus. I think these responses help others who read almost as much as the original article. However, I would like to go on record and say, that it was a excellent piece of work, Ms/Mrs Louise

    • We all need to realize that there are great therapists, good therapists, and …well you get my drift. Some people in this field are gifted and can help almost anyone with almost anything. Unfortunately that is not true for most in the field. I am the customer. I have the right to find a therapist who can help with the issues I’m facing. a piece of paper on the wall does not constitute skill set. One of my pet peeves about therapists, of all designations, is the most common assumption that they can help anyone with anything. I don’t think so. I’ve worked with too many people who spent a fortune on ‘professional help’ only to find nothing much changed. and of course from the therapist’s point of view, you’re the problem. You must not be doing something.

      at a minimum, your childhood was extremely. Poverty, violence, alcoholism, and inappropriate behavior by the men around you, including your dad, has traumatized you. Find a therapist who specializes in child sexual abuse and go to work. A therapist who is skilled in this work will soon be able to tell you whether or not you are a victim of this trauma. and also remember, if you’re not completely trusting of HER by your fourth appointment, find someone else, because your level of trust in her will determine your success at the work.

      good luck

      • I just thought of another sign that I would add to your list, fear of going to bed at night. For as long as I can remember, I would begin to feel this unpleasant sensation of dread when it would start to get dark, triggering me to remember that it would soon be time to go to bed. Just try to explain that fear to a adult! It wasn’t until I developed my greatest coping mechanism of all, creating a fantasy/daydream world in my mind that I can escape to when life became unbearable. Of course, this is also the hardest mechanism to turn off, now that I am a adult, and it has become maladaptive. I mention this, because this bizarre reaction to bedtime or up coming bed time, troubles a whole population of ppl. I did several searches on it a year ago, trying to see if anyone had any suggestions on what it was, and anything that helped them. Mostly, they did not, and that sort of makes sense, because it’s hard to treat a symptom of some underlying issue, especially when it masks other generally held conditions, in this case, being effected by Light/Dark balance, or seasonal mood disorder, which is what they tagged me with, and the treatments did not help hardly at all.

        I have one other probable symptom that concerns me, and I can see how it would fit this pattern. This also something that I would tell no one about, because it scares me the most. There are times when I am under extreme stress, and I am beyond panic. I become enraged, and I start to hit myself. I ball up my fists and hit myself as hard as I dare, I become so irrationally enraged at myself, that I want to punish myself, telling myself that it’s what I deserve. I call my self, out loud( I am alone for these fits), the C-word, stupid, that I don’t deserve to exist, etc. Strangly, I don’t want to kill my self, that would seem to follow the pattern, but I am not. And afterwards, I feel the relief of all the built up pressure, and I am able to work through whatever problems lead to the outburst. But I am always uneasy, I always promise myself not to do that again, and indeed, lots of time passes before it does. But I am always alarmed by those moments of self-attack. I am cognitive that calling my self those horrible names, words that I would never use in my everyday life, names that I would never call out to my worse enemy. This something I have been hyper vigilant about with my son, I never even say to him “shut-up” I just tell him to hush. The very idea of calling you child a name horrifies me, and I don’t do it.

        You are right. This is something that I should seek professional help about. It’s not a self-help sort of project. I really hope that I have not committed some “over share” offense. It has felt really good to organize this all out in my head, and it will really help when I can find a therapist who specializes in this field. That will prob be the hardest challenge to this quest. Finding the right person.

        Thanks again!

        • no offense committed. do the work you need to do.

          good luck

          • Louise , do you offer therapeutic services?

            • Unfortunately, because of different licensing requirements across every jurisdiction in North America, I can’t offer counseling or psychotherapy. Instead I work with people as a coach, since those are not regulated. Often much of the same work, but without the administrative work.

    • Thank you for sharing your story. I am another woman just like you. Trapped in my own mind for the majority of my lifetime. Still unable to fully recall certain events however. I wish I could be there for you. I wish you could know what it feels like to trust another person. It is so rare and precious.

  69. Hi,
    I have always wondered if I had been sexually abused. I fit a majority of the signs for being molested. I have no thick memories of anything happening, and maybe that’s a good thing. But my mind may not have a memory, but it’s almost as if my body does. I sometimes feel as if hands are on me, rubbing my body, kissing me.
    I’ve masturbated since I was 3 or 4 and it was to a Donald Duck cartoon where donald duck was changing his diaper. I don’t know if that means anything. I’ve been to counseling, and anytime the counselor wants me to think back I shut down. I also had a pornography addiction for many years starting at the age of 9, which isn’t really talked so much about girls struggling with this.

    Even thinking about molestation makes me nauseous. Every time I’ve told people that I think I’ve been abused I end up telling them that I lied. But deep down I really don’t think I’m lying, I just cant answer people’s questions.

    I don’t even know really what to do anymore about it. Because I know that since I’m 22 now, I act relatively normal, but my emotions can be out of whack sometimes, I’m not angry anymore, but just want freedom.

    • Many, Many people who were abused never registered the memories. It’s as if you had the experience but it didn’t get filed in your brain, much the same way that an accident is often not remembered. Sometimes our consciousness leaves our minds, and we don’t register the memories. this is called dissociation. there are a number of reasons why you might not remember. But the important thing is to do the work to heal any symptoms you’re living with. I always encourage therapy by a professional experienced therapist. But always feel free to ask, at the get acquainted meeting (the first one) if the therapist will work with you without memories. if yes, then go ahead. but if not, find someone else. Some people are so focused on healing the memories that they forget that memories don’t hurt us – yes they’re painful and they can be scary and so on and on. But it’s the behaviors and feelings that our trauma drives us to do that is problematic. so do the work to heal, whether you remember or not.

      good luck

  70. From my experience, healing is a four step process:
    1. we are victims of sexual abuse, whether we remember or not
    2. we are survivors of abuse: we remember some or all of what happened (or ‘know’) but it is or becomes the defining or one of the defining elements of our life
    3. We are women that happened to. it no longer defines us and is part of our history
    4. it is just stuff. That probably sounds harsh but it’s happened for me and many of my clients. It is one element of my history but it no longer marks my life. You don’t have to be stuck in any of these stages, except the last one, where you can peacefully exist. it takes work and willingness and time, but it does happen.

    good luck

    • agreed

      • It wouldn’t let me make my own speech but I really want Ed to contact you.

        Hello, I’m Kionta,I’m 19 years old now. I’ve have been having slight memorize of how I use to act when I was a child. I began masterbating at a young age. I remember taking off my clothes and rubbing my pillow in between my legs, and sticking my little brothers action figures in my private area. When I masterbated I imagined someone on top of me. I even took a blanket in the shower with me and imagined someone on me, and I shouted out no and help me. In class, or church I would space out and have sex fantasies/rape fantasies. I wet the bed all the way up to 5th grade I also wet my pants at school( doctor said I had a weak bladder) I’m 19 but my only boyfriend was in kindergarten. I can never really open up to guys. I also started liking girls at a young age and imagined being with them. I dressed in baggy clothes and often got called gay or dike. Now I struggle with low self esteem/ depression. No I don’t do drugs and nor am i sexually active. I do also remember 2 men stayed with our family but at different times. I have no sexual memory of them and I rather keep it that way. There’s a whole lot more to say but I just need advice now. Thank you

        • I don’t give advice on this blog except to say that I don’t know anyone who has healed childhood trauma without working with an experienced skilled therapist who specializes in childhood sexual abuse. the most important thing they will do is help you determine if you were abused and then help you heal.

          good luck

  71. I am being sexually abused and just abused my my father I don’t feel comfortable with them at all I told my friend and she told I should have told my teacher Mr.Creach but,I didn’t. I have been abused by my stepfather when I was little.The people am living with are my adoptive parents but, It’s like my stepdad all over again. I need help.

    • You can only get help when you tell someone. there’s nothing I know of that will make someone stop except outside intervention.

      I’m so sorry for your situation.

      good luck

      • This came up while I was searching for re-repressing memories. I was sexually abused from 3 until 6 and finally started talking about my flashbacks 3 years ago with my fiancé. The more they happen the more I have to talk the more are unlocked. Because of this I’ve remembered who, what and when and I’ve realised that I was in a ring, passed around. I’ve also been raped by seperate people 5 times, one of which was a group of 5 men who almost managed to kill me. And 2 abusive partners on top. Y fiancé thinks it all stems back to the original abuse but surely if it truly wasn’t my fault it wouldn’t have happened so many times? I was told I was born for it, that I wasn’t created to love or be loved, and until I met him I’d had no reason to believe otherwise. So even after 10 years together I’m still terrified he’s going to leave me. Before we met I hadn’t cried, or allowed any emotions from being 5, the only exception being the day my dad died when I was 9, now I’m desperate to regain that ability. I want to forget everything again, or at least stop remembering more. And I’m desperate to stop feeling again. I tick off everything in your list one way or another and despite all he’s tried to help me I can’t even bring myself to read it repeat those 5 words you have in bold. And surely the fact that I was almost always stripping off means it is my fault? I have 3 children and when I put that thought with them I know the answer, empirically. It could never be their fault. But it HAS to be mine. I’m tainted, I was born for it, it’s why I was created(though I don’t believe in deities), proven by the continuation throughout my life. I’m too scared to tell my psych cos I’m certain they won’t believe me, and I’m scared to talk to him about them now km case he finally sees how dirty and broken I am and realises that he deserves so much better than me. I have neurochemical psychological illnesses aswell as PTSD etc and have suffered so much more on top of the rapes etc and all I want to do is run away from him before my curse takes him along with me. Logically I know non of this is true, but it’s like I can’t allow myself to accept the exact truth I’d tell anyone in my position. With everyone else it is not their fault and no one would accuse them of lying, but I’m different because ‘I was born for this’.

        Sorry you must get sick of hearing stuff like this, and I’m but quite sure where I was going, I just don’t know what to do any more. The unlocking has brought back dome wonderful memories, it’s like my brain had so much to suppress that it just locked up while months/years of my life, but I’d give it all up to go back to only having the handful of memories and not being able to cry. There’s only do much you can remember before knowing the full pictures goes from finally explaining yourself to making every breath a drain.

        I just don’t know what to do when it toil over a decade to get doctors to stop saying I don’t look depressed and denying my hallucinations, and 2 years after that to be put on antidepressants. Hell even after suicide attempts my psych didn’t see me, so how can I trust then to talk about this?

        • You were fed a line of BULLSHIT by those men. do I have your attention?

          It is called grooming and it’s one of the tools that men use to ensure their victims never tell. If you believe it’s your fault, you won’t tell a soul and you’ll keep their dirty secret and they get to do it again and again and again. Do you think they stopped with YOU? of course not. Rather when you got too old for their sick desires, they found another little girl to rape and torment and traumatize.

          Unfortunately, once the memories are out, it isn’t very often that they go away again. but there is help. find a qualified experienced therapist and do the work. do NOT let these animals take away your right to a happy, healthy rest of your life. It won’t be quick and it won’t be easy but it can be done. Our stories share some similarities and I have healed. You can too.

          as far as being tainted? BULL. You were born as innocent and pure and naive as any other child. Someone abused you very early in life and began the grooming process that you are nothing and are totally to blame for what they did to you. If you were crossing the street on a green light, in the crosswalk and some car raced up and hit you, you wouldn’t feel to blame. You’d be mad at the driver. If he then gets out of his car and calls you names because his car is dented and has blood on it, you’d be furious. THIS IS THE SAME THING. You are the victim, regardless of what they told you.

          multiple perpetrator, serial cases of abuse, violent relationships are all common outcomes of childhood abuse. Do you know that one perpetrator when he is no longer aroused by a child because she’s a little older, will tell another guy about you, because he likes them your age? Child sexual abuse is actually organized in a secret society and you got caught in it because someone, somewhere didn’t protect you properly.

          Get help. Get well. and Heal from their perversity. You deserve it.

          good luck

        • one other thing. FInd a therapist you can work with. there’s psychiatrists and therapists and you need to find a therapist who is experienced at working with child sexual abuse. not every shrink or psychologist is skilled at this work, believe me. I know. took me three tries before I found one who could actually help me heal.

          off my soapbox

  72. Hello.
    I can’t remember, but lately I have been wondering if I was sexually abused by my father. There is a lot of evidence to contribute to my questions answer. I have looked at multiple lists of behaviors that are developed after sexual abuse and the results haven’t been good for me… I can’t remember anything that happened before I was eight or nine. I feel ashamed because I just turned 15 and I’m a boy… I haven’t seen my father in seven years and now that I’ve seen his Facebook page, it’s brought back some not so clear memories. I am also upset because I have almost no legitimate evidence besides some fuzzy memories and a bunch of coincidental behaviors… But at least I have one more thing in common with my girlfriend… I am also going through depression and have been self harming(Getting help)… I don’t know what else to say…

    • continue with the work of getting well, Anthony. Here’s one big thing I learned from doing my own work and working with clients: Sexual abuse always results in trauma and symptoms of behavior and emotion. However, so do many other things. Don’t wait to get therapy until you can remember, because you might never recover the memories. Rather get help for the symptoms you’re dealing with and live the best life possible. If the memories come back or get clearer, wonderful. If not, it’s okay too because you’re recovering.

      good luck

  73. Hi Louise,
    I’m a woman in my mid-forties who has been in and out of therapy for years. Frankly I am a bit of a mess. I have a mildly autistic child and though diagnosed with ADD/depression/anxiety myself, I believe I sit somewhere on the spectrum myself. It’s hard to separate what I consider to be organic deficits possibly related to spectrum issues (poor eye contact, shyness, friendship difficulties and relationship troubles in general, sensory problems) from childhood trauma. My father (professor, I believe Aspergers) and mother separated when I was about 3, and my father took my brothers and moved thousands of miles away. I saw them only once a year for a week or two for the rest of my youth. My mother and I were left in poverty, living in what I think was an unsafe apartment complex , on food stamps etc. I had many questionable babysitters including one who would lock me in the dark basement and in cupboards while I cried, and would invite the other children she watched to observe her stick pins in my naked bottom. I recall watching this from above and thinking it was another girl who looked like me, but years later the other girl and her twin said that no, in fact, it happened to me. Another sitter (in my apartment) was in cahoots with a criminal and let this guy in while my mom was out. She told him where my moms jewelry was, and this guy threatened me with a gun that he would kill my family if I told. I was about 4. I have other memories of older neighborhood boys forcing me to take my pants off and lay down. Anyway, my mom had lots of boyfriends while she tried to get back on her feet but I don’t recall them. She married my step-dad who had several troubled older kids who were always moving in and out. My stepbrother was always in trouble with the cops, who were at our house constantly (for him, and because my mom and stepdad grew pot). He was about 8 years older than me. When I was 7 or 8 he started by saying “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours”, and when he rescued me from a boy who wanted to beat me up, he asked what he would get in exchange. I have snippets of memories of those years. Him touching me between my legs while I pretended to be asleep. Pinning me to the ground and grinding against me. Him being concerned about me talking to my mom and wanting to know what I told her, after I had an episode of being afraid to have a BM and sitting on the toilet for an hour, screaming. Him asking me to kiss his penis, minutes before he tried to molest my best friend. He was sent to a juvenile detention center soon afterward. Later he landed himself in prison for all kinds of things like grand theft auto, burglary, and sexual battery with a weapon. Those years I lived with him were tough and I exhibited scarily sexual tendencies (crawling in my friends sleeping bags at sleepover to try to push my caterpillar stuffed animal between their legs; flashing cars driving by by lifting my shirt, pulling down pants, until I was caught and sent to principal; being extremely sexual during truth or dare games at the tender age of 8)Anyway, I always had this feeling that I couldn’t say no to men, like I had no right. That continued when my paper route boss 20 years my senior sexually harassed me ages 12-15. When I turned 16 I began a trend of seeking much older men. My first boyfriend at 16 (he was nearly 30) was an alcoholic who physically, and emotionally abused me. In bed, he choked me and slapped and punched me. And worse. I kept going back to him, a glutton for punishment, even after he beat the **** out of me in a public episode that required police intervention and landed him in jail.
    I never got involved with an abuser again, but continued sleeping with men 20 years my senior. At one point I felt so ashamed that I swallowed a bottle of Tylenol and got scared and told my friend. I ended up in the hospital. When my father showed up (I was living in the same town as him during college) he only said “She’s just like her mother” in disgust, and turned away. We have never had a good relationship, and I know he hates me, or at least I know I make him very uncomfortable for some reason. Eventually, I met my husband. We have been married 20 years, with lots of ups and down. We have two children, and love them so much. After a period when I believed my husband was unfaithful, I developed a strong aversion to men, and told him I wanted to separate, and I dated women. Ultimately we got back together because we love eachother but more than that want our kids to have the stability that neither of us had growing up. But he continues to talk about how he finds me hard to connect to, and inaccessible.
    I am now in therapy and for the first time talking about the CSA. I feel like my therapist is blowing it off. He doesn’t ever bring it up. He says I have major attachment issues, and C-PTSD. As well as being neuro-atypical. He is a much older male. I have run the gamut of feelings for him, from erotic transference to idealized paternal transference to hating him outright/negative transference. He has excellent boundaries, but I feel like maybe I need a different type of therapist. I need to feel cared for. He says the only time I cross his mind is when he reviews which patients he is seeing that day, on Wednesday. He does allow me to email because he says my messages are like artifacts from the past. I guess my question is, given my history, do you think I should be seeing a female? Or should I be seeing a schematic therapist? My therapist uses psychodynamic self-psychology. Thanks

    • I wouldn’t presume to suggest who you should be seeing. as a therapist, we don’t think about our clients between appointments. A full practice of 20 to 25 patients a week does not allow me to think of any of them in my personal time. I have my family, finances, life to tend to. I give my best to every person I work with but when they leave, I shut the door, and go to the next one. That’s a fact of life.

      I’m not well versed in the model your therapist is using. But all the reactions you mention are fairly typical. Beyond the sexual abuse, it sounds like you have many other issues. In such a complex case, there are so many issues that often a therapist will deal with the most prominent issues first.

      but again, I can’t make a recommendation one way or the other. that’s for you to decide.

      good luck

      • I guess that was too much information. I think I just needed to type it out, but shouldn’t have shared. I’m sorry if my question annoyed you, I guess I’m good at that. Can you please delete this and my other post? I would appreciate it. Thanks. I found your article helpful.

        • you didn’t annoy me at all. and it wasn’t too much information. I am always as honest as possible with commenters and I never give advice other than to work with a therapist. since you’re already doing that, there’s not much for me to add. Your information is valid and important for other readers and i’m happy to leave it up, if you’d like.

  74. Hi,

    I read this article and it says how you get arousal from reading about victims.
    I was molested by my sister most of my childhood and her boyfriend used to record sometimes. I didn’t remember this up until last year.
    I was forced to give a blowjob to a man in his truck with a knife held up to my throat at age 13 i got drugged and raped at a party when I was 15 by 3 men for hours. I remember almost all of it. I remember how it felt, how I had no control over my body, I couldn’t scream, move, I would have random blackout points but till this day I can remember it so clear and still get nightmares aboyt it. It affected me for awhile, I’m now 21, and thinking about the abuse of my childhood and extreme rape fantasies get me going.

    I’m struggling to understand why it’s supposedly natural to get arousal from reading about victims.
    And why am I so crazy to want those fantasies now while those traumatized me at the time?

    I read your list as well and a lot relate to me. I can’t talk to a therapist, not one person even knows this in my life. I literally can’t explain my feelings about anything, it’s affected many of my relationships. Being unknown is the way Id like to stay
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    • Unfortunately it is fairly common that abuse survivors have multiple incidents of rape and/or abuse. I’ve never figured out why, I just know it’s more common than anyone likes to admit.

      I want to encourage you to see a therapist. whatever you say is held in strictest confidence (assuming you’re an adult). Remember in every one of these instances YOU ARE THE VICTIM. If you were in a car accident and injured, you’d be willing to talk to a doctor about what happened, when and how. then you’d be treated. I know of no one who has been able to heal from this type of multiple trauma. it is not your fault. so get the help you deserve so you can heal and have a wonderful rest of your life. Yes it’s scary. Yes it feels ugly to talk about it but it is necessary for healing to happen.

      good luck

      • Hi uhmm this might sound weird but i dont remember if i was raped during my childhood but i remember some cases where i was pushed kissed and other when a boy would touch my legs but they are just random flashbacks but i dont remember half of my childhood. My mother had many husbands and i just remember one time one saw me on my underware… But i dont remember anything else from anyone… I now want to be sexually active but i cant. I dont feel pleasure . i feel tense. Desperated.i want them to not touch me… And i cry sometimes… I dont know why i do this… But its because i dont remember. Please help me if you know.

        • What you are describing is fairly common among abuse survivors, along with others with different experience. I can only recommend you do the work with a qualified, experienced therapist who can help you heal the symptoms you’re experiencing, regardless of whether you remember what happened or not. Sometimes the memories are so scary for the child that we were, that our brains don’t record memories of the event, but they continue to affect us through out our life until we resolve them and heal.

          good luck

  75. When I was seven years old, the day before New Years Eve my parents left my siblings and I with my grandparents to go to a birthday vacation for a few days. The day of New Years Eve I remember happy events leading up to a New Years party at our home such as decorating and chalking the streets of my small neighborhood with my best friends, except I have the entire New Years Eve party blocked out of my memory. This is quite strange since I have a very good long term memory. For the next three years I could never leave my mother’s side. I would go to sleepovers and wake up the parents in the dead of the night begging to be picked up by my mother. I was terrified of being left alone. Then three years later my mother took my siblings and I to see Perks of Being a Wallflower, in that movie the main character get’s molested during winter. This movie triggered something in me and it was that day that I started hating my mother. I never let her or anyone touch me. I had many mood swings and acted out greatly. I was diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety disorder. My grades dropped a bit too. This went on for three years. My parents are happily together and are very supportive and kind, I know they would never molest, abuse, or do anything to hurt me. This year after a couple of issues with self harm and hospitalization, my mother and I’s relationship got better and we are now very close. I have always wondered about this timeline and my issue of being touched by adults and my fear of drunk adults. I have wondered if I may have been molested that night on New Years Eve and that may explain some of these events. I have a therapist that I will most likely tell about this, it may be meaningless but i wish to know your thoughts. Thank you. (By the way I’m currently a thirteen year old girl.)

    • Juliane by all means, please discuss these thoughts and feelings with your therapist. she will better be able to help you. by the way, I think it’s certainly possible you were abused, but it will take some work and more than a blog comment to figure it all out.

      stay well. good luck

  76. Hello Louise –
    I’ll provide a very condensed history regarding my father and I. My father has zero recall of his childhood. None. There are only a very, very select number of memories that he recalls and many involve varying degrees of potential trauma. There does not appear to be any known sexual abuse however his disassociative “amnesia” of his entire childhood does raise concern. His parents were married and divorced 3x’s to each other until he was 9 when he went to live with his mother full time. He has almost no recall of all the elementary schools he attended as he attended a new school nearly every 1-2 years. He is aware and very open to trying to unveil the reason ‘why’ he has no recall of such matters. He is aware that there must be some very traumatic events buried in his sub-conscious and for this reason is muted in many of his emotional areas. Are you aware of any Christian counselors that have some good resources for this area? Thank you.

    • Sorry, I don’t make recommendations about counselors. tell your dad to ask questions before he books an appointment : Christian, experienced with survivors of child sexual abuse, working with male victims (they are a smaller group). experience matters in these issues (I learned that the hard way) and tell your dad that the research is very clear: his trust of the therapist at the end of 4 appointments will determine his success, so if he’s not feeling 100% okay with the therapist, find someone else and begin again.

  77. Since I was 8 (I am now 16) I have been having nightmares of me getting rape. I was walking then a men with black hair grabbed me and raped me behind bushes in the park. He told me not to tell anyone. Then I weak up… I always thought of it as a nightmare and nothing more. But I had so much trouble with the physical aspect of my relationship. I have been with my boyfriend for a year and 2 month and we had our first kiss when we were together for a year. I had a full blown panic attack right after. I often feel like my body isn’t my own… I have been confused since someone made understood that maybe it wasn’t just a nightmare… Is there any way to know if it happened or not?

    • your brain may or may not be protecting you but you’ll never know until you work with a therapist to figure it out. hard work but worth it. regardless if the rape happened, something did or you wouldn’t have had a panic attack after a kiss. so do the work and heal

      good luck

  78. Hi Louise,

    I started to question whether or not I had been sexually abused as a child after I opened up to my last therapist about sexual abuse/harassment that I experienced when I was 10 by other 10 year olds. It was upsetting to talk about but after I told her I didn’t feel relieved. I felt as though there was something else to tell her and I got very confused and frustrated. I tried to do some google searches about how I was feeling and when I came across your article, amongst others, I felt sick to my stomach. I had a flood of memories of weird feelings and occurrences throughout my childhoodbthag I had attributed to the abuse I had when I was 10 but had all occurred as early as when I was 4. Especially memories about a specific member of my extended family. I was in the car with my immediate family at the time so I had to hide my face and cry silently. But the thing is, I don’t remember any specific instances of sexual abuse. I remember a lot of weird feelings surrounding my uncle (amongst a long list of symptoms of sexual abuse throughout my childhood) but can’t remember any abuse. I am prone to dissociation so this doesn’t help my memory at all. But my whole point of this comment is that I don’t know how to bring it up with my therapist. My old therapist didn’t think anything happened but I really trust my new therapist. I also don’t want to falsely accused someone or have her notify my family (I’m 17) when there isn’t any concrete evidence. Please help I’m at a lose here.

    • your mind remembers the trauma, not necessarily the events. so don’t worry about the instances but do the work to heal the outcomes. You may or may not get more memories but you are able to heal all the outcomes from the abuse. Sounds weird but I don’t have many memories and yet I’ve healed.

      good luck

      • How does one heal from trauma without having a direct recall of it?

        • you do the work to heal the symptoms. whatever they are. Low self esteem, lack of trust, fear, depression, anxiety, whatever they are for you, you do the work to heal those issues and then recover. I have few memories but I know I was abused for years. My sub-conscious won’t let them surface, or perhaps they weren’t recorded (our brains don’t always record traumatic events) but I have healed and live a wonderful, rich life.

          good luck

  79. I don’t really have many memories that I could say I know for sure I have been sexually abused. However I remember being in my living room with a group of adult males with one telling me he would give me money if I kissed him. I remember being really uncomfortable and saying no. I think I was about 6 or 7. He then tickled me until I wet myself and I just remember everyone laughing at me. One time when he was in the living room I said I’d kiss him as my mum was in the living room, he said he didn’t know what I was talking about. When I grew up I asked my mum about this mum but she didn’t know what I was talking about.
    I remember wetting my bed until I was about 9 but didn’t know the reason why. I would often stay at my grans house at the weekend and would trash my bedroom when I returned as I didn’t want to be there.
    I have an irrational fear of people touching my neck, even little children.
    I’ve also got excited when reading books about sexual abuse and I too feel ashamed about it. I can’t tell anyone about that.
    I also can’t eat food now that reminds me of my mum’s house when I was living with her.
    I don’t self harm but get a rush of relief when I have a piercing. I imagine it’s the same feeling people have when they cut themselves.
    I constantly get random bruises and no matter how hard I think I don’t remember how I got them.
    I want to try and find out if this is true as I feel crazy when in relationships. If someone doesn’t text me back in 10 minutes I start thinking that they’re texting someone else or don’t fancy me anymore. When they do reply I get a rush of relief but then it just starts over again. I need constant reassurance that they like/love me and I’m worried this comes across as clingy or desperate. Also if I’m texting someone and they constantly text me and show a great interest I get freaked out and feel they’re suffocating me. I really can’t win!
    I don’t know how to go about finding out about this. Sometimes I think I want to go to a hypnotherapist but I’m worried I say something and it makes me lose my job.

    • don’t worry about saying something to a licensed therapist – they can’t repeat anything you say. Sounds like there’s something in your past that needs to be brought out and healed. do the work, I promise it’s worth it.

      good luck

  80. Hello Louise,

    I have always been a passive reader of stories of this nature. Although, I have no account of having experienced sexual abuse I feel peculiarly affected by some of the experiences people tell about child abuse.

    I have sometimes wondered if I something happened to me while being a child but disregard these ideas and think that I am making those up. It wasn’t until recently (last year), when I had a sudden episode of anxiety and depression, over the possible breakdown of my relationship, that I didn’t think about this in more detail. Last year I was seen by a therapist for a short period of time to treat the symptoms and we touched on things from my very past that I never even thought about before, but there wasn’t much time to talk about them in much detail so I wanted to unwind in this post.

    First of all, I had a very violent father. I remember him physically abusing of my mum as early as I gained consciousness (over 25 years ago). My mum used to yell back at him and there were numerous rows at home that turned physical, as well as somehow of a sexual character as I remember seeing my mum naked with my dad angry at her or over her. I remember my mum used to try and fight back but my dad always ended up beating her harder so she will end up in the floor with no will.

    From 3-6 year old, I have really faded memories of my mum packing her backs and attempting to leave. She was always really busy and also worked long shifts so I also remember spending some additional time alone with my dad. For some reason I was always alert when I was with him, I always expected something weird to happen and wanted so badly to be with my mum. One day I remember being lost in the middle of a shopping centre for hours until one of the staff members found me and managed to get my dad some time after; he came laughing and saying that I was a really naughty child, which didn’t match with how scared and aware I always was of my surroundings. I often felt very bad looked after with him but at the same time I remember him being very charming.

    During that period of being 3-6 years old I remember some occasions when my dad got very aggressive with me over small and strange things. In one occasion, I was asked to stay alone at home with the lights off and without moving until he came back. I do not remember exactly what I did but the next memory is me being half naked crying with my dad hitting me with his belt and hands in my naked bum and front parts (only guessed this as I remember seeing him face to face). I was sure he was going to do something bad and I remember begging him to stop. However, I never wondered if this kind of abuse got any further until recently.

    During those times I also started perceiving that I lived in a home where the atmosphere was sexual. My dad had sex material (videos, magazines, etc…) but again I was too young to understand it all. . Also one day when I woke up it was really late and I was hungry, and I found my parents in bed with used condoms around them, they didn’t hide much of this as they probably thought I wouldn’t notice.

    We relocated to another city and lived apart from my mum for a year or so when I was 7-8 years old, I stayed with my grandma and my dad literally disappeared from the scene, I can’t remember him being around and my only memories from this time are me being lonely. My mum came back and then we moved all together again to a new home. That was hell. Most brutal accounts of domestic violence took place there. Also, I discovered all the sexual material that belonged to my dad as he didn’t even try to hide it. Due to the nature of his profession he also had very explicit books with human bodies. I used to spend hours browsing. As I explored more and more, the literature and material I found got darker. One of the books he read described how was to touch/interact with a child’s female intimate parts and how good it felt for an adult. Another comic I found, was all about situations of street rapes. I was so used to all of this that it started to become normal daily reading by the time I was 12 years old.

    I started to develop as a young girl and I remember my dad making comments about my breasts in summer, which only made my mum more paranoid and to behave strangely jealous towards me for some time. During that time I started to spend more time outside home as I didn’t want to be at home, but with the years I learned that my mum was deteriorating as she was always trying to cover up for my dad’s bad actions; I started to be conscious about her needing help. I started becoming more defensive towards my dad whenever I saw him shouting to my mum. This lead to him being violent towards me. One day he tried suffocating me with a cushion and apparently he just wanted to let me know how it felt just as a joke. I had to hide in few occasions when I interrupted him from beating my mum, he tried and chase me but he was more careful of not harming me (not sure why still).

    After years of torture my dad left home and disappeared. Before he left home I started having disgusting dreams with him being on the top of me at night,. There were very real and I waking up and checking in the toilet what happened. I also remember feeling disgusted with myself. These dreams continue to happen and I am not sure why after the years my dad chased me and begged me to speak with him again. I’ve had but continuously question why and question these contradictions I have.

    I initiated early on sexual thoughts and weird sexual activities with cousins and even friends, but didn’t have sex until after I left home, quite late considering early discoveries. My life starting to be very promiscuous but never enjoyed sex or was satisfied. I also had vaginal problems since very early age around 12 before I had any sexual activity or my period

    Nowadays, after sorting out so many bumps in my path by myself I am happy with my long-term partner. I do still feel I am a bit difficult on the sexual territory and my past appears as a really dark reminder of what I have been through and how little I know about it.

    I want to find out what really happened but I know I won’t be able to find the answer by asking my family, they are just nuts. I think I might need some therapy again but long-term affordable therapy doesn’t seem to be easily available where I live. I just hope someone reads this and shares their thoughts on what their impressions are.

    Sorry for the long post.

    • no apologies are necessary. this is a safe place to post. you may never be able to remember what happened. but a skilled professional therapist experienced at working with sexual abuse survivors will hep you figure it all out and heal. that’s the important thing – healing.

      good luck

    • I just want you to know I have never related to something before so much in my life. I myself have been looking for answers about my childhood and the horrific relationship I have with my father. Somehow reading that, gave me reassurance.

      • I’m glad if it’s been helpful.

    • The worst part of the abuse was later six months ? my mother started calling me a whore when I was late from school thing it was ten minutes…I was 12? I put on some of her perfume..”what is that smell you smell like a whore” I told her “Its yours” she walked away…my mother was harsh,and now my sister who is 5 years younger that I, Im 66 will demonstrate the same rash insane bi-polar ?? crazy behavior…when she doesnt like something…typically “I hate you” Ive never liked you…I just dont like her…hate? weird…she also says ver batum what my mother would say…to any rebuttal or want of love…”I dont care” now I find myself taking care of the mother who believes she was the best shes 92…she tossed myself and two brothers when we were about 17 out on the street…she was always we didnt learn anything constructive like how not to get pregnant, or you can say no…my sister is a hateful B I wish you al could see it…she acts nice to strangers..ut God sees it

  81. Hi, I have questions about my childhood abuse. This happened me twice from my cousin when I was 5 and 8. I remember when I was 5, (he is 10 years older than me) he said, he will play a robot game with me and touched my body. I remember his hands all over my body. Then when I was 8, he came to my room and said he will show me a movement that he learned from the gym. He made me lay face down and used me. He had clothes on him which is means that he didn’t rape me. When I told my mother, first she wanted from me to show what he did then she beat me with a shoe. My aunt didn’t accept that her son will do this. Everyone got mad at me like this is my fault. My aunt and my mother did not talk for a long time because of this. I remember myself hiding behind the bed when my mother beat me. From this past memories, I remember what he said to me exactly and me laying down. All of the memories are like a photo in my head and see myself from outside view. As I get older, I started to think about this almost every day. Then I say to myself all of these years, this was just a bad memory, he didn’t rape me, this is also my fault I didn’t stop him. I was 8 and thinking that I could do something about this and didn’t do. I had panic attack first because of this once when I was 20 . Later than these panic attacks continue when I am in a highly stressful situation in my daily life. Don’t know why I started to think about this a lot. I know it is not an easy thing, but am I making a big deal from it because it didn’t effect me all these years only hurt me so much when I have flashbacks that something reminds me.

    • you are showing signs that are very typical of sexual abuse survivors: you were able to ‘put the memories away’ for a very long time and they have surfaced and won’t go away. these two things don’t mean you were abused but it’s possible. certainly your cousin’s behavior counts as abuse. work with a qualified professional therapist and do the healing work.

      good luck

    • I was just reading about this…thinking you should have gotten over it, or why does it bother me know…just start googling and it should pop up the answer to your question….Im in my 60’s and its bothered and colored my whole life…my mother treated me different…its like she hated me, and once told me “get over it” her whole behavior towards me was kind of flippant, I remeber her spitting in my face at 17 I know now I was severly depressed from all her emotional ause..walked me to the door and closed the door in my face I didnt even finish the 11 grade…brutal…I wince thinking of other kids going threw the horrors of parents…it affects you your whole life…you try to move on and you do to a certain point but where is the joy…thats dead

  82. Hello,
    I’m hoping you’ll find some time for my quostion. I am a 30 year old woman and just started theraphy due to depression. I have struggled with it throughout my life and have analysed All possible issues to the bone. I always blamed it on difficult teenage years, having an alcoholic and suicidal mother. I have always been able to remember that when I was very very young, my brother (8years older) asked me to come to the attic room with him to watch him masturbate. I don’t remember how many times, maybe just one. I also remember masturbating myself from a very early age, hiding in a warsrobe examining myself, and stealing my brother’s porn magazines to read them and masturbate. I remember feeling dirty as a child, not bathing often and always hiding and creeping around the house. On one occasion I remember cathing my brother peering through the gap in the bathroom door at me naked. After that I always put a towel in front of that tiny gap for many years. both me and my sister (older) have shared a similar feeling that our brother is sonwwhat a sexual predator as he’ s obsessed with women, and has made inapropriate comments to us when drunk(as an adult). Now, I have always known this and have come to terms with it, often wondering why I have exluded him from my life (he doensn’t understand this). Once I went for 6 years without seeing him, then let him meet me as he was really depressed. But that very very strong aversion is there. Anyhow, worse things happen to people, I thought. Since starting therapy, trying CBT and talkive tgerapy, I started wondering that the feeling of shame, failure and no self worth started much earlier than after my mom’s crisis. After reading testimonies here and your replies, I realized I have always excused my brother because I remember being such a sexual child myself, and because he would have been a child as well. I also feel like I might not be remembering everything here. Nevertheless, as you say in one response, it is not always needed to remember everything. What shocked me on your list is the fact that many women find pleasure in reading about sexual abuse on young girls, and phantasising about being seduced of being prostitutes. I had always kept this as my darker secret. My sexual life hasn’t suffered, I don’t think.
    My question is- I am not interested in digging up any more memories, and I thought I had accepted all this as “all kids have sexual explorations’. But while I am struggling witb depression and working with my therapist, is this fact something I should tell her about? I am embarrassed to talk about it and I don’t know if she has any experience in this field. I guess I just never realised that sexual experience in very early stage is very traumative, and that many feel it wasn’t even abuse becasue theu feel ashamed and guilty of participating.. Thank you for your presious time!

    • Please tell her about it and work with her on this issue. If she blows you off, you might want to consider finding a different therapist. depression in survivors of sexual abuse are often depressed and until we get that trauma resolved, we can’t fix the other stuff going on in our lives. and remember, there is no need for shame. Whatever happened, you were the victim. Little kids aren’t naturally highly sexualized. they have to be taught such things. somebody taught you. could be your brother, could be someone else. that isn’t nearly as important as living a rich and full life now, as an adult. and for most of us, that means we have to do the work to heal the trauma. Think of it like this: If you break your leg but don’t go see the doctor, the leg will likely heal crooked and so you’ll walk with a limp for the rest of your life. This is the physical equivalent of child sexual abuse. in order to end the pain and walk normally, you need to fix the old injury and go through the process to heal and walk easily and well. it often doesn’t matter what caused the original break (except as it affects safety today) but you can be healed.

      good luck

  83. At about 14 years old my grandfather was in bed next to me and started rubbing his hands up and down my thighs. I stopped him and moved to the couch. He told me he did that to test if I would stop a. boy from doing that to me and he was happy with my response. It has stayed with me and bothered me since. I know he always napped with me and slept next to me when I stayed over. He called me his dream girl. Do you think I was abused and don’t remember it all or could that have been an isolated incident?

    • Not knowing any of the parties, I can’t say if it was isolated or not. could be. But since you remember what he did, and you were looking for information, it might not hurt to talk to a professional about this event to see if there were others or if someone else was hurting you that you can’t remember.

  84. Hello. I had (made) a lot of sexual stuff from 4 to 18 years old including semi-penetration at 11 and penetration at 16 i never stopped him or run or tried to tell my parents.. he is still my best friend always keep the secret.. he is my brother and he is 6 years older than me, was it abuse? Just kids playing?

    • there’s no way to tell if it was abuse from these few sentences. but I’d certainly talk to someone about it. Your brother at 22 shouldn’t be having sexual activities with his 16 year old sister.

  85. im confused. i just discovered i love being called a “good girl” . i even browsed through some videos, i liked them. but at times i feel ashamed. ive never been abused by my father. he provides for our family and he is a great man. i don’t find him attractive at all. i can’t even see myself calling him daddy or any other man that. thats gross to me.

    i will admit i have been molested by my older sister when we were younger and my cousin of the same age. i don’t know if i can even call it that. my whole life really revolves around sex really now that i think about it. even am attracted to the same sex. i can’t have a real connection with them but when the mood strikes me i feel like i become obsessed until i have a sexual encounter. do i have “daddy issues?” older man are starting to attract me and im now 30+ yrs old. please help!!!

    • I can’t help you from what you’ve said. I would encourage you to talk to a professional therapist. Abuse doesn’t only happen by our fathers, but other males, tachers, ministers, extended family and so on. Any of these could cause the issues you mention.

      good luck

  86. I feel guilty because I feel like I encouraged it….I had just turned 13 and he was 24 and I worked under him at a puppy shelter. He was very charming and I got a crush on him. He asked me to be in a relationship with him and I said yes. He would bring me sweets, junk food, etc. and drive down to meet me and my best friend every day. He made me do a number of sexual things with him (didn’t have sex) and he would often get very angry at me and lash out. One time he found out I cut myself (I used to self harm many years back for unrelated reasons i.e. depression, eating disorder) and he got so angry that he slashed his own skin multiple times. I was terrified. Another time he threw his phone at the wall and it broke, because he was angry at me. He always told me that if I told anyone about him, his mother would die of grief, so I obviously didn’t tell anyone but my best friend. She was also 13 and he somehow manipulated us into dating both of us at the same time. (He was very smart). He did a lot of strange, terrifying things (like trying to drink his own blood….something that still haunts me). I broke up with him and 6 months later he turned up at my best friend’s house to meet me. He asked me to do sexual things with him and I said no. He kept asking and trying to convince me and my best friend told me I would break her heart if I didn’t say yes…because she really wanted to kiss him and he said he would only kiss her if I allowed him to kiss me. So I reluctantly said yes and he lay me down on the bed and did more sexual stuff with me. I hated every bit of it and it hurt, it didn’t feel good. I told him to stop (calmly) and after a few times of telling him, he did. I then left and went home and blocked him everywhere, and have never heard of/about him since. Today I saw someone in my college that vaguely resembled him (I’m 18 now) and I got home and started thinking about him and it just…messed me up. My hands have been shaking, I feel like I can’t breathe, I feel terrified. Can this be considered abuse? Is it just an unhealthy relationship? I can’t understand anything.

    • Yes, this is considered abuse. doesn’t matter if you had a crush on him. Girls do that. but you were a child and he was an adult but a very dysfunctional one from the description you’ve provided. he was 11 years your senior and you’re 18. Is there anything a 7 year old could say or do that would cause you to ‘date’ him or her? of course not. there’s too big a difference in maturity, responsibility etc. talk to a professional about what happened with him so it doesn’t impact any more of your life.

      good luck

  87. Hello Louise,

    I have experienced childhood trauma by growing up in a dysfunctional family. My father used to be a violent alcoholic and he used to hit my mom and my two older siblings when they tried to interfere. This has caused me a lot of issues growing up, especially concerning my behavior and my emotions. I am seeing a therapist since 8 months now and he helped me a lot to connect the dots. All the troubles i am having today at 23 years of age, are linked to these traumatic events. But there is more to that… There are other aspects of my personality that he didn’t saw and i really think that these are not connected to my family issue. let me explain; I was expressing extreme anger, sadness, incomprehension and depression due to the trauma. And by working together with my therapist and my family, all of these problems are slowly getting away and i am getting better and better. the only problem is that, i realized that there is still something way darker than my family issues… I think i might have been molested as a child but have absolutely no recall of any events whatsoever. I know there is something very wrong with me and especially my sexuality. Since the age of 7 – 8 i started to perform sexual acts with my cousin and two other friends (all male) on separate occasions. Without any knowledge of what sex even was, i was showing them how to perform fellatio and other things a 7 yr old should not be aware of… Then by the age of 9 – 10, i started to feel the urge to insert various objects into my buttocks. I don’t know why i did that or how this came to my mind. These were not the thoughts of an innocent child.. I didn’t even know what sex was and even less the fact that you could experience pleasure from it.. But still, i was putting objects in my buttocks mostly everyday when taking my shower then it escalated to anytime.. This went on for a few years until i understood what masturbation was. I then stopped completely but started to masturbate all the time. There is one day when i was 18, that i woke up in the middle of the night and i was naked and inserting an object where you know.. That shocked me because i am straight and have never been attracted to males in any way. I really don’t understand this… Then when i hit 13, i started to grow an interest in young girls. I mean girls aged from 6 to 13. Very wrong, i could never do anything wrong to a child and it will never happen but i fantasize about young girls all the time. I had girlfriends my age and older but i find it difficult to be aroused and often will go limp during sex but there is nothing that turns me on more that young girls.. I don’t understand why and i am very confused about what to think about it.. and especially about myself.. Do you think i might have been sexually abused as a child but my memories got repressed in a certain way? Is that possible? Please tell me what you think because i want to talk about it to my therapist but before i want to be sure if these sexual deviance are connected to my family problem or can it be a completely different episode?
    Today it’s been 8 years that i have been addicted to drugs, porn and sex, destructive behavior and attempted suicide twice but doctors got me back on my feet. Please help me. God bless you

    • your early knowledge of sexual acts and feelings suggests you were abused but it is impossible to say without a full assessment, which I can’t do online. ask your current therapist about his experience with sexual abuse survivors (when you’re alone with him) and find out if he has experience working with people of your possible history. if not, find another therapist for this work.

      not having memories is common for survivors but … you need to find out if it happened and what it was, so you can heal.

      good luck

  88. I’m scared about what their going to do to me.I’m a 11 year old girl who has been raped by strangers.I just don’t know what to do.

    • Please speak to phone place that deals with rape,you don’t have to say your name if you don’t want to,your worth all the moon and stars,keep strong,I’ll pray for you x

  89. I have been touched by boys older than me.They squeezed,they raped,and I don’t what to do can you help me

    • You need to tell a responsible adult and get help to deal with the trauma.

  90. Hiive just read this im sure ive been sexaul abused I just carnt remember I cannot remember my childhood things I do remember are very little my mam has horriable to me to say the least EVIL I carnt remember school or friends if I had any playing out riding a bike for the first time not even my bedroom food I like im now 28 a heroine addicted ive been diagnosed with an emotional unstable personality disorder please help me

    • There’s no one who can help you over the web. it will take work to deal with the past, with a qualified, professional therapist.

  91. I have a question. Is it sexual assault if you weren’t actually touched inappropriately, but the person tried?

    • yes

  92. Do you have an email address I could send you a message at? I have a question but I am uncomfortable posting it here

    • please use the contact form on the website

  93. I feel as if I have been abused as a young child for many reasons… My fear of a very close male friend of my parents, his inappropriate touches (grabbing breasts, hugging awkwardly, his whispering in my ear, obscene phone calls etc) later in my life say after 12 years of age. I cannot remember the molestation (if there were any) but I feel as if I know. He had easy access as in his wife babysat me for the first 2 years of my life. When I am around him or even attempt to look at him I get sick, scared and want to run or attack him. I don’t want to remember, I just simply want my life back. I wet the bed for many many years after I was potty trained up until I was in 5th grade. I deal with depression anxiety and bpd. Thanks for any input on this. Hope is my only answer!!!

    • Getting our lives back has to be the primary goal of every one who were abused, whether touched, whispered to, fondled or ….

      the only way I know of getting through this trauma is to work with a qualified, experienced therapist who can help you see the outcomes in your life and how to fix them. I wish there was something more or easier or simpler to offer, but if there is, I have no knowledge of it.

      good luck

  94. I remember being young (somewhere between the ages of 6-9, maybe?) and my cousin (five years older than me) climbed on top of me and kissed me. After that everything fuzzes out and I grew up thinking nothing much of it. Now, since around age 13 (I’m 15 now), I seriously wonder if I was raped. I remember it hurting very badly to pee around that time, and being too scared to tell anyone that it hurt. I just don’t understand how he is so guiltless and unaffected. I feel like he’d act differently around me if he had raped me, but I just dono’t know. I also don’t understand how, if I WAS aged 6, or 7, he would even know anything about wanting sex, since he would be 11. Would an 11 year old really rape his little cousin?? It’s infuriating to not know for sure what happened. There was one time in January where I laid down in the spot where I was kissed in the basement. I had a total mental breakdown, and things did not stop at a kiss. We had full blown sex. Is this common? Or is this probably something my mind made up?? On that morning that I had my breakdown, I was 100% sure that I was not a virgin, and that I had been raped. Now, I’m not so sure. It’s extremely frustrating. I feel like I’m making a big deal out of nothing, yet I cry myself to sleep almost every night. It’s crazy because I don’t know what happened, yet I’m constantly tortured by it. I’m too scared to tell an adult to go see a therapist, because I DON’T want to start family drama over something I’m not even sure is real.

    Also, there’s something that happens on an irregular basis, and I think it might be connected with past sexual abuse. It’s hard to explain, but I’ll try my best. I’ll be going about my day, just fine, and then boom. My mind goes fuzzy, and it’s almost like my consciousness floats away from my body. I know I’m still in my body, and that I’m still me, but it feels like I’m not connected to myself AT ALL. I’ve tried to let myself float deeper into this state, but it feels so uncomfortable that I can’t do it for long. I’m also afraid that I might ‘drift’ too far away from myself, and that I won’t be able to ‘go back into’ my body, and my being. Have you heard anything like this? I can’t find anything on the Internet. It usually tends to happens when there’s a change in routine, but sometimes it happens randomly, like when I’m sitting in the car, or drying dishes. I feel like this started around 3rd or 4th grade, and when I told my mom, she laughed in my face. This has made me hesitant to talk to anyone else about it, especially since it’s so hard to describe what I’m experiencing.

    Thank you for any imput you may have to offer, and don’t be afraid to ask questions.

    • just be sure that every morning, first thing, you visualize your ‘spirit’ tied to your heart by a silver cord. That cord is unbreakable and if your spirit drifts, it can’t get lost. then you don’t need to worry about that.

      as for your cousin, remember that he was probably 11 or 12 when this happened (whatever this is) and so he won’t have the sense of the seriousness or problems it might cause you.

      There’s way too many concerns in your email to address and I can’t provide therapy, obviously, but i’d suggest you talk to your school counsellor or other adult (perhaps a female minister or a favorite teacher?) the important thing is for you to heal the symptoms you’re living with.

      I repeatedly say, that in my opinion, you don’t have to know what happened because some of us never remember the full thing. What does matter is that each of us heal so that we can live rich full lives.

      good luck

      • Hi. My Pseudo name is Biola. I just turned 20 recently and I’ve been doing a lot of reflection in my life, 20 is like a make it or break it stage, from here my life is either going to be a roller coaster that only rides up or a downward cascading spiral. I’m desperately hoping for the former. I’m in a good place right now I can say I’m at peace 95% of the time which is pretty great considering what other people have to live with, I should know because I used to have to live with some of those things before, before I was pulled out of the rut I was in by loving hands. However, I sometimes get really sad for seemingly no reason and at those times I try to refrain from talking to my fiance because I don’t want to lash out on him,and say hurtful things that I would have to apologize for later, I have done that a couple of times. This wasn’t meant to be this long, I’m sorry, but I have a lot going on in my head, you see I can’t sleep most nights unless I’m nuzzled in my fiance’s chest,then I fall right to sleep, he just knows how to calm me. I am haunted by things from my past, I come from an ideal “wonderful” looking family. My dad works on the east and comes home 2 weeks in a month, I used to be really bitter towards him, I never really had a relationship with him, it was all so formal and detached, but I think I understand a little bit better now and I’ve lost all feelings of resentment, I sometimes feel grateful for not being close to him growing up, he would have been one more person who had a hand in messing me up. My mom is a teacher, a profession she allegedly choose to have more time for her family, if anything she has more time for her telemundo and creating this “picture perfect” family facade for the world. I have 3 siblings, a medical doctor sister, 10 years older than me, she suffered from depression, mania and schizophrenia when she got to year 2 of medical school, it was a tough one on the family, she’s stable now, she lives a close to normal live, she just has to take her drugs everyday. At the time she fell sick, my mom revealed to us that my dad also suffered from the same sickness, mania, but he doesn’t use drugs. My interaction with him is limited but he seems okay and coordinated. My second sister is an accountant, she used to be the rebel of the family, but it seems I have assumed that position, she’s very controlling and bossy, we do not get along, and if she does anything for you she’d lord it over you until the day you die, so we don’t get along well. My brother is 3 & 1/2 years older than me, I’m the youngest. I never really had a bond with anyone other than my brother. My brother and I used to play football together, tease each other, play wrestling,i got so many bruises on my body to prove it, I was like his younger brother not his sister. I was intelligent, first in my class at worst second, I grew fast, I got my period at age 9 and warped into a beautiful woman in the blink of an eye. I was no longer one of the guys. It all started seemingly innocently enough, my dad got one of those huge desktop computers then I think I was around 11 – 12. My dad had put internet on it. And I remember I used to be alone with my brother in the house. Most of the memories I have of this time are murky and I rarely ever think about it. At some point I thought they never happened and I had just made it up, but why would I make something like this up? It actually happened and the experience changed me.i won’t say it totally destroyed me but it started the slow downward descend. My brother was the head boy in my school he used to have violent temper tantrums and storm out of the house whenever my mom talked to him, my dad was almost never around so he had no father figure I guess. Most times whenever we were alone in the house during the holidays or weekends we’d watch tv and when my mom came back home and ask us what we did all day we’d lie and say we’d been reading, we would have skimmed through the book before she came home incase she asked us to bring what we read for her to ask questions. However my brother didn’t watch tv as much anymore. He wanted to spend time on the computer, me being the noisy sister that I was, I spied on him and realized he was watching porn and I confronted him. He said I shouldn’t tell on him and I didn’t because good siblings don’t rat each other out. Me also being curious about things at that age I sat down with him to find out what was so interesting about this porn thing sef. I realize how stupid I had been back then, I don’t know how it all started I guess I repressed those memories too. But it did, stuffs that brothers and sisters are definitely not supposed to do we started to do and I had no one to talk to about it. My second sister used to walk around the house basically naked and act all Sebi he’s my brother, till now I think she triggered all this in him. But she never knew, till now she still does the same thing walking around nearly naked, I rarely go home now and try as much as possible to avoid my family because being around them brings so much negative energy and whenever I do go home I do so in short intervals, if I stay home for a week they’d drive me nuts and staying there for a month would probably put me in depression. All the things that went on with my brother inappropriate touching and kissing, my mother with all her talk of having time for her family never even noticed, or maybe she did and turned a blind eye, she never used to sit me down to just talk except she was giving me a lecture. She wasn’t my friend. None of them were, the one person I thought was my friend took advantage of me my brother. The day it all stopped my brother tried to penetrate into me, he tried to disvirgin me, I didn’t really know much then but I knew that this was wrong. I tried to push him off but he was too heavy, I eventually managed to wiggle myself from under him and I ran like crazy. I had to run out of the house to the veranda, he chased me and I felt like I was in danger, my brother who was supposed to protect me from vultures was the vulture. He looked so angry like he could kill me at that moment. I stayed outside and didn’t go in, we had tenants and I threatened to scream if he came near me. I stayed on the veranda for what seemed like hours frightened,scared and confused until I heard my mom’s car horn from the distance. Ever since then my brother never touched me again, it was like it never happened, no one knew, we never mentioned it but I felt dirty and violated I know many women have been through worse but that doesn’t diminish the fact that I was exposed to things I shouldn’t have been at an early age by someone I trusted. He was older than me, he should have known better, if he wanted to explore he should have looked for a girlfriend not a sister. I wonder if I never ran away that day how long it would have continued, maybe till today who knows. From then I jumped from one guy to another I changed guys like hand bags, I rolled with the wrongest kind of people I had suicidal thoughts, and tried a few times to end my life but failed, no one even knew, my grades plummeted, I started drinking and smoking, I smoked weed,i wore too much makeup and had so many “friends” who never knew me, they never knew how unhappy I was. To the world I was the dream, effortless beauty, hot, guys lined up to have me as their girl to boast that they had a taste. I was basically projecting just one thing SEX. I was so unhappy but everyone was comfortable with that. Unhappy was our normal. Then everything changed when I met my fiance, he pulled me up, he made me believe in myself, loved me unconditionally, even with all my baggage he accepted me and didn’t judge me. I found myself with his help, I changed and warped like a butterfly from a cocoon, I changed the way I dressed it no longer said easy but now classy, I changed my friends, cut off ties with a whole lot of people that were not adding anything to my life, I even cut my hair and started a whole new natural hair journey, I stopped wearing makeup because I realised I was beautiful without it. My grades went up, I’m currently on a 3.55 GPA I started with a 2.05 ,believe me it wasn’t easy, sometimes I fell but I got back up again and dusted myself off, I stopped shaking and hugging guys, I stopped drinking and smoking and hanging out with the friends I had before who did. Don’t get me wrong it’s not like I became a Jesus freak, I still wore jeans and earrings and enjoyed my share of circular music, I just had to re-brand myself and gain self love and respect of others. At first people thought I was crazy, I even slapped someone, a guy very hard who probably didn’t get the memo or didn’t believe it when he got it, he was getting too handsy and I needed to set the record straight. I went from the girl everyone could have to a limited edition, no one messes with me, people watched what they say and how they say it around me. I still hold some resentment towards my family, not as much as I used to though. I’m wondering where I would be right now at 20 if not for the love and support of my fiance. I would probably be a school drop out, pregnant with some stranger’s child, with a couple of stds, a drug and drinking problem and most likely be tackling with depression and mania also. I would be extremely unhappy. The annoying part is my family didn’t accept my fiance initially, my mom even caused a big ruckus when she found out about him, she called him omo igbo osi kan, in translation “one useless igbo boy”.She made a snide comment that Sebi it’s me, that in a month I’d have broken up with him she said this laughing to my face. I can’t tell you how many times my mom told me I won’t amount to anything, how many times she told me I was useless. My dad said none of his children would ever marry an igbo person. Unluckily for them me and my fiance have been going strong for over 3 years now. I don’t call my mom or dad to resolve any fights with him like my sisters do. My brother also had mania when he got to his second year in the university. Upon everything that’s happened between us, he’s still my brother, we still talk but we are not as close as we were before you know. I guess at 20, I’ve had a lot happen in my life that some people don’t even get in their lifetime, thank God for being faithful and bringing someone to show me how to love and be loved. I’d be getting married soon and I’ve been thinking a lot about what kind of mother I’d be and not making the same mistakes my family made. It worries me seriously. It’s almost 5 in the morning and I haven’t slept a wink again I’m sorry this is so long but I thought sharing this would help clear my head and make me sleep. I feel I need a therapist or someone to talk to but I’m not sure if I really need one. My life seems great even though I have some unresolved issues. The thing with my brother was deep deep deep in my head. But recently I started trying to remember childhood memories and the only thing that popped up in my head were the bad stuffs, like that. I’ve tried my best to look for a happy childhood memory to no avail. The bad ones seem to overshadow and obliterate any good ones. I’m babbling on and on. I think i should stop now. Thanks for reading this. That is if you could make it to the end of this long essay. I pray I can sleep now. I read somewhere that taking one spoon of honey before going to bed makes you sleep better maybe I should try that next time.

        • I did read the whole thing and I too have heard that a teaspoon of honey might help you sleep. I would definitely recommend that you work with a therapist. there are lots of family issues and the sexual behavior was certainly inappropriate at a minimum and possibly worse. once you talk to someone who knows about childhood abuse, you can heal and recover and be even more the beautiful woman you were meant to be.

          good luck

    • What you’re talking about is called dissociation and it is typical of abuse survivors. There are really good counselors who specialize in childhood trauma. I’m impressed that you are already figuring it out now. There are a lot of good books about recovering from sex abuse too. Go ahead and seek help even if your mom isn’t on board. The sooner the better.

  95. Quite curious. I know my father raped me and older sisters and other siblings he beat. Well we all got beat but some more so.

    It has effected my whole life. I could not meet in an office with a male coworker. When I was twelve, I decided to gain weight to be safe. That and my fear of men, kept me safe until late thirties. I was seeing a therapist and he was telling me that fat doesn’t keep you safe. At that time, I was weighing 400 pounds as I’ve done most of my adult life. I was volunteering at the homeless men’s shelter, but teaching a class with a friend. Then one day, they asked for additional help and since I had been volunteering without incidents for a couple years, I agree to help. Most of that Saturday was ok, except when they asked me to enter some data on the computer in the back office. There was no one around at first so I was just about done and these two men walked past but then came in. I wasn’t raped, just “felt up”, felt quite vulnerable, was held captive in the office. And so I did realize the therapist was correct. I am not safe. Through a bad car accident and working from home, I have made myself a prisoner. I realized a few months ago, that weeks, or months go by and I do not even step outside my house. I am slowly changing this.

    Do you think therapy could help? WhAt type should I look for. That last one was a Christian counselor. His advice boiled down to pray. I already had that covered. I’m thinking of calling RAINN, I heard they could help or maybe point me to a therapist.

    Your thoughts?

    • I don’t know of anyone who has completely recovered from the trauma of child sexual abuse without working with an experienced, professional therapist. How do you find one? Make calls and ask questions. how much experience do they have? Years and number of clients. males or female clients? what modality do they use? (When you know this, go look it up online and see if it feels good to you and if not, go somewhere else). remember, you’re the customer. any therapist who won’t treat you with respect and answer your questions (or have their assistant answer your questions) isn’t worth the time of day.

      good luck

  96. Hey, I was molested for a fact. I remember everything. My brother started when I was 7 and then happened less often as he got older, and realized how perverted he was being. I can relate to some of the things on the list you made, but. . . mostly my body feels completely dead to anything sexual. It’s confusing for me because I’m a teenager, and I know how I’m supposed to feel. I have a lot of friends, and they say sex is amazing. I’ve had sex too, but I can honestly say that it was boring. I don’t think I’m lesbian. It’s impossible to get me in the “gotta have sex” state of mind, and when I’m with my boyfriend I just pretend. Hey, also, now that I think about it, I never have intense feelings about anything. I mean I do get angry, I can crush on someone really hard, I get a thrill when I watch horror movies. . . but it’s nothing that makes me feel alive! I feel like I’m dead already! And now, when I think about sex I don’t want to do it again ever. Help me! Please, I don’t know what to do.

    • pretending is very common for survivors. we aren’t able to experience normal reactions to sex in our early days so our sexual responses got short circuited. for some of us, they’re always on and for others, it’s like the switch has been set to ‘off’. this is one of the reasons I always recommend working with a professional therapist. it takes time and energy to heal these issues but healing is possible.

      good luck

      • What if you cant afford a therapist? I was raped by my dad for years but I dont quite remeber it. I do know it happend. I feel dead inside too! help

        • That is a very difficult situation. Unfortunately, I don’t have an answer. You could get the book Courage to Heal. It has lots of good exercises and information that might help. The issue is that sexual abuse affects the very core of how you feel and see yourself. so it needs to be handled below the intellect and into the psyche. that’s why I always recommend therapy. but if you can’t, you can’t. start with this book and do the work inside. and then go forward from there.

          good luck

        • Keep praying,keep fighting, every day a battle but your doing great for keeping going,you show the world how strong you are,doesn’t take away the hurt but it helps a little,use your hurt to make a change in the world xx

  97. I relate to may of the symptoms you describe, and I’m pretty sure I was molested when I was very young, but I’m trying not to force myself to remember as I don’t want to create false memories. Right now I have no memories at all (I’m 19), just the strong sense that it happened. I was wondering though if feeling like you strongly relate to kids who were molested can be suggestive of past sexual abuse. When I watch movies or read stories about children who were abused, I have this strong sense that something similar happened to me. I’m not sure how to describe it, it’s just this strong certainty that their story is my story if that makes any sense. I don’t have that feeling when I hear stories about other kinds of abuse (like physical abuse), only sexual.

    I’m also curious if you’ve had experience working with clients who only recovered memories once they felt safe. I live at home with an abusive family (I’m working towards moving out), and I find that when I am stressed out because of things happening at home, I feel really detached and can’t remember much from my childhood, but in the rare moments when I feel safe and happy, sometimes I suddenly feel like I flash back to something, but my brain stops it before I can remember the details. I think once I move out and my brain deems it safe, the memories might come back. Again, I’m trying not to force them, but I’m really struggling with a lot of symptoms that could stem from being abused, and I would really like to know for sure if that’s what is causing them. I know I don’t have to remember to deal with the symptoms, but I still want to. Not knowing is painful in itself.

    Anyways, I’m just curious if you’ve had any clients with similar experiences or if I’m off my rocker for thinking I was molested. I also wanted to thank you for taking the time to answer all the comments on this article, you’ve really helped a lot of people.

    • In my experience, memories come back when that part of us feels we are strong enough to deal with them, or there’s a situation that demands we face them. For some, that is finding out you’re pregnant or giving birth. For others, it’s turning 30 or 40 and all of a sudden memories roar back and have to be faced in order to live a rich and full life from then on.

      other times, they creep in, in dreams and sensory reminders. So for me, the process is as varied as the people who are going through them. i agree about not forcing them, which is why I don’t recommend hypnosis at this stage – it’s too easy for mistakes to happen and too damaging if it does.

      take care of yourself, move out asap and build the perfect life going forward. the irony is you may never get any memories. you may live your life with the certainty that abuse happened without knowing what, by whom, and when.

      Doesn’t matter. deal with the symptoms and you can be healed. psychology used to feel that remembering was critical. I no longer think that because sexual abuse marks us and our futures. deal with those things and heal yourself.

      good luck

  98. Hello,
    I was abused when I was younger by a family friend, I was 5 and he was 10. Four of us were playing a game and he told me he was in charge of getting ‘power’ for the game, and that I should come and meet him at the back of the house to get some. When I got there he told me to take of my skirt and underwear and that he had to touch me down there to give me power. He also did something else a seperate time but I can’t remember what it was. I saw him for the first time in years yesterday, I’m 17 now and he’s 22. He’s just finished uni and he has a job. He seems like such a normal person it’s hard to believe it’s still him. I thought it didn’t really affect me but when I looked him in the eyes when we were talking as a group I suddenly felt a bit scared and very uncomfortable. I feel he somehow remembers what he did? Is it normal for children as adults to remember when they did those things? I didn’t really think it has affected me but suddenly last night when I lay on my bed thinking about it I started crying. For years I felt it was my fault because I let him do it so I could continue the game but now I know it really wasn’t. I’ve never told anyone but I want to know if I should just Incase he’s still like that. If he’s not I don’t want to ruin his life by making him a sex offender. What should I do? I still don’t think it’s really affected me cause I don’t display any of these symptoms but I get very emotional when I think about it.

    • There is no point in telling anyone about what happened unless you can prove it. and you can’t. if you read through the comments, you’ll see that many many victims aren’t believed, even at the time of the abuse. the legal system demands that we can prove beyond a shadow of a doubt. I don’t know where you live, but generally, making unsubstantiated accusations is libel and you could be sued. should you say something? I say no, but of course you have to follow your own heart. Just remember, you could come out of such accusations looking very bad.

      I would encourage you to talk to a professional. that you started crying when you think of this event suggests it’s not as neutral for you as you think. and in that conversation, get good information about your recourse in the legal setting.

  99. Is it possible that I was sexually abused and just surpressed it? I have all of the symptoms listed here, and lately i’ve had horrid nightmares of a strange man with no face watching me as I sleep.
    My uncle was arrested for molesting my cousin when we were both seven years old (I slept over at her house almost every weekend as a kid up until his arrest). Is it possible that he sexually abused me as well and I just surpressed the memory of it?
    Please help if you can, I feel like i’m just

    • suppressing memories is very common for sexual abuse survivors. having all the signs doesn’t mean it definitely happened, however. rather it suggests a possible reason for some of your behavior. the only way to be sure is to work with a qualified experienced therapist who can help you figure it out.

      but yes, total repression of all memories is what I did until I was 40.

  100. If you have been abused and have suppressed the events – how do you go about bringing them to the surface? Even if you are having therapy and you feel there’s a suppressed memory about it – how does it
    come out? Is there anything you yourself can do to bring it the surface??

    • there isn’t much you can do to bring memories to the surface. sometimes we are so traumatized that the memories are never recorded. (Think of a document you’ve typed and closed but never saved. It’s gone.)

      worse, trying to force them to the surface often pushes them deeper or causes them to come out incorrectly. Remember memories aren’t like film – they are much more susceptible to our thoughts and feelings that we realize.

      one day at a time, they will come out. more importantly than the memories though, is healing from the symptoms that caused you to look for this information. that is what truly matters for you may never get all your memories back.

      • That makes perfect sense. Thank you 🙂

  101. I cannot deny that it pisses me off that you state here that survivors do not like to have sex in certain positions as if that was something to be judged “abnormal behaviour”. I understand you are pointing towards correlations, which you do not want to judge, between behaviour and reports of sex abuse. But I don’t see why on earth there is a problem with not liking certain sexual things.

    I have no reference wrt to non-survivors because I only live one life, but, for fuck’s sake, I don’t have to like everything, and, in fact, I don’t have to like anything at all.

  102. i was sexually abused by a girl in my class for all of primary school. she would force knitting needles inside me, drink my urine, beat me. im autistic and she abused me and trained me until i was suffering every day but at least i no longer acted autistic. im trying to figure out if i was abused before her, though. i keep getting flashbacks to a pale man and his penis, and i feel scared around my dad, who is my best friend. i know my dad never hurt me, because he’s vehemently opposed to it and he’s not pale, or even Caucasian. my “aunt”- who went on to stalk me after my mother’s death- babysat me once before i started primary school, and i have no memories from before kindergarten, and very few up until about eight grade. but anyway, on the day she babysat me, i came home, i was distant, and then i wet my bed for the first time in years. im wondering if she molested me and had her husband or a male friend join in. (this was something she did to mother a lot when they were children) but i dont remember it. im falling apart. i have severe ocd and struggle with intrusive thiughts about being gay (im not) and about being a pedophile (im not) i cant cope anymore.

    • Please get help from a professional trained sexual abuse therapist. As victims, we all need someone from the outside to help us sort out our past. Our subconscious mind has the goal of protecting us and it does so sometimes, by messing with our memories. So i’m glad you don’t think it’s your dad.

      sounds like you had a very traumatic childhood but with help, you can have a productive, healthy adult life.

      good luck

  103. Hi my name is Albert I’m 49 yrs I discovered last year after more than 40 years of denial or repressed memory that my mother sexually molested me when giving me a bath in the bathtub way back in the early 1970’s when I was 3,4’5’6 years of age and we were alone in the bathroom. My mom passed away in 2008 I’m angry at my father who is 86 now my brother 51 and my sister 57 for failing to protect me my mom basically ruined my childhood and my life lately I have had a gambling addiction and I paid money for prostitutes in Las Vegas please give me advice

    • There’s not much advice to be had in your circumstances except that you are a survivor of your mom’s abuse. You can change your life. Therapy with an experienced professional therapist wh o is used to dealing with mother/son abuse is best, if you can find it.

      good luck

      • dear Louise I visited a registered intern therapist four times during the autumn of 2015 to let it out it was difficult for me to accuse my mother of sexual abuse many years later but kept was necessary I also have bipolar most likely inherited from my mother im angry about that too please give me advice and your professional opinion I would appreciate it thank you Dr Vehicle sincerely Albert

        • I wouldn’t begin to give advice, other than working with a professional, experienced therapist on these issues, Albert. it wouldn’t be professional of me nor good for you. It is difficult to talk about the abuse we endured, but healing the effects of that abuse usually take a lot of work. When those are compounded by bipolar, it becomes essential to work with someone you trust and follow the directions of your medical caregiver. I’m sorry I can’t be of more help

  104. Its difficult to think about it, much harder to speak of it. Even as a grown woman I still can’t bring myself to discuss it with my husband, my mother, or my siblings. My father was an alcoholic & the entire time I was growing up I always felt like my dad was gross/sick. As a little girl I could never figure out why I felt that way towards him. I just knew that I felt discomfort around him. I remeber being around 6 and having a recurring dream that I was held captive by my father in order for him to be able to do bad things to me. At a very young age I constantly played with my barbies always making one barbie touch the others privates. As if one barbie was molesting the other, I used to hide so no one would see me do this. I began to pee the bed at a young age and it lasted until I was in 6th grade. I was taken to doctors but they could never figure out why I was peeing the bed for so long. Growing up we lived on a ranch which included a barn next to our garage. It was my dads drinking place, I remeber several times as a little girl going outside to look for my dad and finding him in the barn. He would be masterbating and of course being a little girl I didnt know what he was doing so I would call out to him saying dad and he would move like he heard me but he wouldnt stop. I would leave feeling gross bc of what I had just seen. There is a specific day where I can only remember bits and pieces. I remember walking up to my dad who was sitting on a chair in the barn. He was drunk and drinking and i was around 5 or younger Im not sure. For some reason he told me to sit on his lap then had me lay face down across his lap with my butt facing up. I remeber him rubbing my butt and going under the pants a little asking me if I loved him and if I loved him alot more than mom. After that the next thing I remember is standing outside my back door shaking & crying and looking towards the barn with wet pants like I had peed myself. My father was no where in sight and I just remember I had this giant fear of going back inside the house I did’nt want to see my mother or siblings. That is the end of that memory. When I began puberty I remeber all I wanted to do was hide my body from my dad specifically just him. Id wear the baggiest clothes bc I always had this nagging feeling in the back of my mind that he would check me out. In highschool my bedroom door did not have a lock, but I would make sure to close it every night. There was a few morning when I woke up that Id find my door slightly open, Id ask my mother what she had gone into my room for. My mother always looked at me puzzled and would tell me she didnt go in my room. After that I felt sick to my stomach and began sleeping with a knife under the edge of my matress bc I Felt like it was my father entering my room. At the time It was only my mother and father living at home my older siblings had moved out. A few months later he died from liver and organ failure. Four years before his death I had an older sister who died in a car accident, & a few months before she died at age 21 she confronted my father. She confronted him for molesting her around the age of 7 and of course he denied it and called her crazy. Im ashamed to admit that when ever I had read a story of a young girl being molested It arouses me. When I look at porn I often search for daddy daughter videos, adult videos. It makes me feel sick that that stuff arouses me. Ive been stuck in a foggy depression for over 10 years. I never allow myself to be who I really am I have never had any type of self esteem. I have always felt not good enough. Instead Ive always put up a very conservative appearance. But behind the do-gooder nice person I seem like ive struggled with a marijuana addiction, and self harm cutting on and off since the age of 12. Ive always hated my father mostly bc of his alcoholism his violence toward my mother beating her every day. Even now 7 yrs after his death im still mad at him. Its hard to let go, i mean the earliest memory I have seared into my mind is of myself holding my crying mothers hand as he put a handgun to her head in an empty muddy field. I was so young definitely before the age of 5. I feel so angry at times bc I know that I need to let it all go but its hard when he was never held accountable for all of the damage he did to my mother myself and my siblings. I feel like Im unable to diacuss the sexual abuse with my mother bc she has been through so much bc of my dad. She is very fragile still slighlty depressed he used to beat her on a daily basis for hours on end. My parents would argue non stop sometimes all through the night bc of his drunken rages. On several occasions my dad would tell me and my siblings that he was going to kill her and the.take off in the car with her and his guns. My entire childhood my sisblings and I were to afraid to call the police on him bc we always feared he would only come back and kill my mom after he got out on bail. He as a sick indidvidual I am angry at him bc he still keeps me prisoner ruling over my daily emotions.

    • I am so sorry you had such a traumatic childhood. Unfortunately, it is not unusual. All I can recommend is to work with a qualified experienced therapist who can hep you work through these issues. There is help and there is hope for healing, if you do the work. If you don’t life continues as it is for you. A therapist will help you put the abuse in your past, where it belongs.

      good luck

  105. I have a very clear memory about my brother sitting naked on his bed asking me to touch “it”. By it he meant his penis. That’s one, the other is me lying on his bed with him on top of me although I don’t think he raped me. It usually happened when he was babysitting me. It’s a lot more complicated than that. He hated me from the very first day I was born. Our father is an alcoholic with severe depression and a narcissistic personality. He tried to kill my mother when I was 14 and tried to commit suicide when I was 17 by strangulating himself. When I was very little my father favoured me that’s what my mother always tells me. I don’t have any memories of that. All I know is that I had to suffer as much from my father as my brother had to. He seemed to think otherwise. He hated me my whole life. So in addition to these memories it’s also my father taking pleasure in humiliating and hurting me as well as a memory of some boys forcing me to pull down my pants when I was a child. When I was a child and even for some years as a teenager I couldn’t go to the toilet. I can’t figure out if I was taking pleasure in holding it back but it sure as hell wasn’t normal. Now I am a 32 year old woman, I have never been in a relationship and the only way I can get off while masturbating is reading stories about virgins or even taboo stories. And it makes me feel so ashamed. I know there’s something wrong with me I have always known that. I just can’t figure it out. And I know I have inherited depression from my father. I just can’t move. I can’t find the strength to go and find a therapist. If I go that way I might have to sacrifice my mother cause I don’t think she would survive the truth about my brother and what he did.

    • you will never completely figure it out on yourself. You cannot see what you cannot see. it’s not possible that’s why I always recommend working with a therapist who can help you work through the issues.

      good luck

  106. Hi.
    I have several of the indicators on the list above. I’m 35 years old. Recently I came to the conclusion that I was molested by my paternal grandfather. Although not relevant he was a preacher. My whole life I’ve had two distinct, although incomplete, memories. The first happened at their first house. I would have been very young, under 5. There was an upstairs area with two bedrooms. I remember him walking me up the stairs, taking to the room on the right, and telling me a childhood story of “Goldlocks and the Three Bears.” I remember the phrase, “that once was just right,” while laying on a bed. That’s all I remember of that. The next memory happened after they built their new house which was close to where we lived. I remember being on the living room couch. I can remember exactly what the couch looked like. I turned my head toward the couch and closed my eyes and then felt things that felt good to me even though I wouldn’t have been more than 6 or 7 at the time. I recently found out some strange information about him which just further confirmed that what I think happened did happen. Also, my dad’s sister killed herself when I was 10. She was grown with grown children. No one has ever talked about why she killed herself. I have just started therapy; I’ve had one session so far. It felt wonderful to talk to someone about what I believe happened. It also explains a whole lot about the problems I’ve had throughout my life. It wasn’t my fault. I was a victim but refuse to be a victim anymore. Bless everyone that experienced childhood sexual abuse. Don’t let the perpetrator win. You can heal. I’m working on that now.

    • Thank you for stopping by and sharing your story. You’re right you are healing and will NOT be a victim any more. the stages of healing are:
      Survivor (which you’ve become)
      A woman that happened to
      It’s just ‘stuff’

      As we heal, we change the narrative of our story and become the powerful women we were meant to be.

      good luck

  107. For years, I noticed I had no memories until the age of 7. I used to shower in my underwear (back then, it seemed crucial I did so) and for years, I had horrid nightmares about abusing a younger sibling. No one could explain my lack of memories but this worried me.

    By accident, an older sibling mentioned the babysitter made us ‘do things’ and got us naked for no reason. As I was the youngest, I spent most of my time with the sitter. I know more happened to me but have no proof.

    After this discovery, the nightmares stopped but I developed an obsession with masturbation, I can’t understand. Sometimes, it feels automatic, with no logic behind it. And it always comes with deep, horrifying shame and self loathing.

    I developed very early, which made me a target to all sorts of perverts, including teachers. Luckily, by then, I decided to fight, which is what I did. When that stopped working, I purposely gained tons of weight. I was able to control it at the beginning but it now runs my life and it’s literally killing me.

    My family feels guilty for not knowing what was happening but we don’t talk about it. Sometimes, I think I’m going crazy. I’m in my mid thirties but feel both old, and painfully young. And as much as I’ve dream of meeting ‘the one’, men make me uncomfortable. I can’t be alone with them. The rare occasion when I am, I feel inadequate and immature.

    Would it be better to remember? I wonder. Like getting the poison out of a snake bite – and yet, I worry the memories will be too much for me. I fear they will push me over the edge.
    Sometimes, I wonder why this affects me, seeing I have no memories. I should be safe. And for now, all I can do is talk about here, hoping someone will understand. Heaven knows I don’t.

    • memories are just that – a recollection of past events. The tragedy is that those past events are damaging your adult life. all because of some perverted sitter. Don’t give him the power. get a therapist and heal.

      the damage continues until everything is exposed and dealt with. It’s like mold in the bathroom. Just because you can’t see it (or remember) doesn’t mean the damage has stopped. Get the help you need and spit in the eye of the perpetrator who selfishly ruined your life for a short term pleasure.

      you deserve better
      Good luck

  108. I’ll try to make my comment as brief as possible. My earliest memory of being sexually abused was when I was about five years old. One of my older half siblings who’s a few years my senior molested me by asking to perform a lewd sex act. Of course, not realizing what was going on being Autistic and just a little girl who didn’t know right from wrong, I consented. Although I still feel guilty for all the pleasure I got from this, my therapist whom I’m now seeing about the issue has helped me realize it wasn’t my fault. Sadly, a few years later, I was also molested by my stepfather. The first time it happened we were in my mom’s bed together. It’s still hard to get into all the details about my ordeal with both of my perpetrators, but I have drawn pictures about it and showed it to my counselor (at least what happened between me and my sister). Those were some of the worst years of my life on top of living with my mother for the last 14 years of my childhood (from age four to 18). Now, on top of getting therapy, I’m just trying to save up money to move away. My life isn’t getting any better here in Baltimore and what’s really bad about my ordeal is that I live near my old house where the abuse first started. After my parents split, my mom moved down the street with my sister, me and our stepdad.

    I also want to add that I think my confession about what my sister did has made things turn for the worst. For starters, not only is my sister denying she did anything of a sort, my mom’s side of the family don’t want much to do with me either. One of my aunts suggested that I “forgive and forget” because she said us girls “went through a lot”. Our mother is no longer around so I’m assuming she feels as though we’re the last two things she has to remember her sister by. To her, it’s like my confession was just going to send everyone on edge, but the family hasn’t been close in years. What’s one more dark secret?!! Besides, it’s not the first time the issue of incest has come up in my family. Instead of focusing on how I’m feeling, they want to know what I’m doing with my life in terms of working and going to school. Yeah, I went through a lot with my sister. But, I don’t want to go through anymore hardship with these people. I’M DONE.

    • Sounds like you’ve made up your mind about the family situation. therapy is the best move for any of us who were abused. we need to work with an expert who understands the repercussions of the abuse. The MOST important thing for you is to heal you heart and mind so you can have a rich full life. if that takes moving away, so be it.

      good luck

    • I to was molested by my sister when I was younger I remeber being angry with her .. but now being a adult I have forgivan her now knowing she was to molested and she didn’t know how to cope … or tell anyone .. I remeber that she was very aggressive when I was a child she still can be .. and my mother always justified her behavior thinking it was because my sister and I had different dad’s however my sister never knew her father and our mother married my dad when my sister was less than two and than had me soon after .. my hole life I have suffered from depression and anxiety not feeling loved and having memories of being molested not only by my sister but by my father … I have never told anyone intell recently I told my other sister and now am worried she will tell the family .. there has been alot of molesting victims from both sides of my family my mother was molested by a few people on her side growing up her father being one of them … I realize now after all these years I need therapy as I get older it gets harder to cope with the depressed memories I have of my father and was always confused by what I remembered I only have one very clear memories of my father coming into my room when I belive I was 4 and masterbaiting and than white stuff almost clear liquid going on my face .. even though this is one of the clearest memories I know it must have happened several times during the course of my early childhood hood because I showed several signs growing up .. like Masturbation at a very young age the earliest I belive was 2 … my mother never allowed family members to come by but once a year if that and we moved around alot and I never knew tell I was older that my mother was married twice before my father and that my mother’s first husband beat her all the time and my half siblings and it started when my siblings were just weeks old and she Finley divorced after 8 years because he left her for a different women. .. my grandmother my mother’s mom didn’t treat my mother right as a child my mother told me once that she went to her mother and told her that she had gotten molested by her own father and a uncle and cusin and my grandmother told her that bad things don’t happen to good girls that impacted my mother and along with her first marriage she didn’t know how to be a mom to us and I now know that we moved around alot because my mother lost custody of her first three kids and cps did not want her to have more kids and that she also molested her oldest son and went to jail for awhile and was sopose to register. . But stooped after a few years and met my sisters dad and she got pregnant and after a short time I heard that his side of the family knew my mother was unfit and she got scared and ran later met my dad and got married and we moved around all the time and we’re not allowed out side intell we were older and no friends or mush family visited we were brain washed in believing that that was normal but some how I knew it wasint. . I left home at 15 and experienced drugs and wanted to be loved by most that I came in contact with and lived somewhat reckless intell I turned 17 than I met my husband who showed me a better life and now we have been married for 10 years and have children and have for the most part lived a normal life but recently I have been able to try to block out all the bad from my childhood and not making the same mistakes my parents did .. but as we get older I do belive it gets harder and harder to go forward with my life when I never resolved or have forgiven my monsters of my past … I need to find a good therapist but don’t know we’re to be guan. .. if anyone has any advice I would be great full

      • call some social service agencies and therapists and ask about individual’s experiences working with survivors of child sexual abuse. If they say it doesn’t matter, then find another person. at an agency ask for this person who has the most experience. I prefered working with a woman, since I don’t have to overcome my fears around men and there’s no risk of my behavior to be misunderstood. you are the customer, so remember you get to ask for what you want – you’re paying for their expertise, so don’t get silly once you get started. let them do their work. your level of trust by the 4th appointment is the determination of success in this process and if there’s no trust, it will be hard to succeed. But I say that carefully because it is hard for people in our situation to trust others. Start slow and build up as you go along. When it gets tough, (and it will get tough) our instinct is to get mad at the therapist and quit, or just to quit. But so often when you’re starting to feel anger it’s because you’re hitting on things that matter.

        good luck

  109. Hi, i recently found this page looking for why i feel so detached or like an outcast for most of my family. I’m not sure how to begin from the start of things but there are different points in my life which reminded me of this particular moment. Im a 25 year old woman, i have social anxiety, or what i think i have because i always feel awkward and so self conscious all the time. I also have a thyroid disease (graves) My sister passed away when i was 17 and she was 14 (also my bestfriend) I’ve always felt detached from my parents(mainly my mother)

    So when i was around 6-7 from what i could remember being kind of random, or maybe it wasn’t i cant remember, but whenever i would play barbies with my cousin(female) who was about 10-12 at the time sometimes she would say the barbies would go and have sex. (again i didnt know if this was before or after what I’m about to say) and I saw one of the signs which really stuck to me as a kid, i never really thought like a kid per se. Like i would think about doing things sexually, over-sexualized any idea, like stories or always made/ or had interest in romance and not to a degree normal kids would be curious, i mean i was REALLY curious. But anyway i think i was molested on two occasions. the first was when i was around 6-7, my female cousin was 10-12, and she has a half brother who was around 8-9 at the time. We had finished playing barbie and at this time my little sister was like 3 so she was napping on the bed on their room. (They had a studio apartment but there was a tv unit acting as a fourth wall or to cover up the room so no one could really see unless they walked into the room.) So we had finished playing barbie and we were bored just talking about little kid things on tv, and my cousin(female) was talking about how they saw people on tv ‘doing it’ and my other cousin(male) was sitting on the floor cross legged with his hands on the top of the bed and my cousin(female) was under the bed kind of just laying or looking around the floor at the time before bringing up this topic.
    So she was like the people on the screen were ‘doing eachother and the man put his thing in the lady’s mouth’ and in my childish mind i was like what? why the hell would that go in her mouth? Anyway, followed by what she said , and seeing the confused look on my face, she decided to reenact it and my guy cousin slightly pulled his shorts down and my girl cousin who was under the bed put her mouth around his penis, while making no skin contact at all but it was weirdly close for half siblings to do that! Now that i think of it i believe this started in the apartment before the one they moved into where this took place. Before this i think we would try to spook eachother out in the bathroom with scary stories, but once my cousin made me and the guy cousin kiss, watch him pee etc. So this lead on to the apartment where they moved. So after she imitated the people in the porn on tv, she was like oh we should try something else they did! And i was like, ‘ like what?’ So she was like lay down (i was in between to parallel beds leaning on the wall a bit) and she pulled my pants down and i was like wait what? My mom is going to see us! and she was like no! and she ran to the living room which was behind that TV unit which separated both living room and makeshift bedroom, simply to see if she could see me and she ran back and said ‘ i cant see you so that means our moms cant see us!’
    (i forgot to mention that i had both parents present in my life, married, 2 older brothers and a younger sister)
    (My aunt was a single mom of my girl cousin who was older than the guy cousin and both had different fathers. She was a teen mom with the girl, and she was married when she had the guy cousin. The father just left and she had to file a divorce by herself and my grandparents helped raise her kids)

    So after she said that she couldnt see me, she returned to us and she pulled my pants down again and spread my legs, and told my cousin to lay on top of me with his dick practically laying on top of my crotch(never penetrating) and i never felt traumatized by it but it always felt like thats why I’m such a sexual person, despite only have one sexual partner in my entire life (willingly) and we were both virgins who are now happily together for 6 years, so i dont feel like i was traumatized with being touched or whatever. However, i feel like i think about sexual things or come off as a pervert too much. Ever since that encounter they made a game called ‘touch it’ and every once in a while when me and those two cousins were alone (we were still kids maybe just a year older) the girl cousin would make us do weird stuff like kiss in the dark again or touch eachother.
    That lead up to me introducing the game to my two guy friends in 2nd grade(in which i thought all kids did this with their cousins or with other kids behind closed door, i mean for god sakes, in the show called ZOOM, i thought even they did it off camera lol…awkward right?) So whenever we were bored in class and no one was looking, we would take turns sliding our hand down eachothers pants to touch our genitals. That lasted only in second grade. Although i remember the second grade before that (i was held back) i was terrible in school. Like not behavior wise, but i was stupid or i guess dead inside? that second grade class i had a strict teacher who i absolutely feared, she was mean but never particularly mean to me but i just didnt talk much, i had alot of UTI’s that year which made me have to pee alot (i blame my brother who was hitting puberty -‘s feet which had fungi or something and i took bubble baths oblivious to bacteria being there yuck!)
    But yea i took a test once in 2nd grade and i was just filling out bubbles and not knowing what the hell i was doing lol)
    So during the time i think i was about 8-9 my cousin was older and she had moved again to another apartment, where she lived with my grandparents, teen uncle, her mom and half brother of course. Now since me and my cousin were close despite that happening (it didnt seem to phase me in anyway until after i hit my teens, not negatively, just realizing how they acted like nothing happened)

    Well, this time i was sleeping over and my aunt and girl cousin had picked me up from my house, and we stopped by a deli store for candy and snacks, and went to their house finally. My aunt had to collect my grandparents from somewhere or whatever and me and that cousin decided to wait at the house. The new apartment was a 2 bedroom (one for my grandparents and the other was my uncles room.) He had a bed and a futon or something i guess for guests to sleep over since it opened up into a full side(at least for kids it was one.) So we were laying on his bed eating swedish gummy fish in the dim room and my cousin told me to pull my pants/panties down and she pulled hers down, putting a gummy fish (simulating a penis?) in between her legs, pretty much where her vagina(labia/lips) would be and started rubbing against my own, and we kind of laughed it off at the time, and randomly started talking about normal stuff and watching disney movies until everyone got back to that house.

    After a few sleep overs my mother stopped letting me sleep over, or when my brother visited my uncle (which i knew my girl cousin would be there) she would say no, there will be a bunch of boys and it isnt a place for a little girl to be around (yet my brothers arent creepy weird molesters lol they’ve never once did anything inapropriate.) But after a while me and my sister started becoming distant from the family, it was familiar seeing them but it was kind of a rare occasion, like maybe a few times a month i got to sleep over, only during thanksgiving or christmas or birthdays we saw eachother. So we ended up writing letters since we lived so far but it was still odd. I’m not sure if my mother was wrong for trying to be strict about who i was with but i feel like ruined what couldve been a better confident child. I feel like im judged for everything by everyone in my family, since im struggling to get a job because of my thyroid disease, they think im useless and everyone else is just getting their careers started and all and Im stuck here , anxiety prone, i tried starting my career as a hair stylist and had to stop because of my illness and everytime people talk about me they make me sound like a talentless loser.

    • you have lots of information here and I’m glad you posted but I really can’t give you any advice or direction except to find a therapist who is experienced and skillful in working with adult survivors of childhood sexual abuse. That person will be able to tell you if there’s a connection and if so, what it is. and if it’s not connected to your present day ‘stuff’ then she’ll be able to tell you that too.

      this takes work and time and effort. It doesn’t happen overnight or without work on your part. that’s the hard part. but the rewards are more than worth it.

      good luck

  110. Hi, i forgot to mention, I had recently brought this up because i felt like my cousin(the same girl) recently had something to do with my mother cheating on my father with a family friend of theirs, and my cousin accused me of lying and making it up. She said she was raped but knew nothing of her molesting me or doing weird things to me. Is it normal for people to deny molesting their victim?

  111. So I’ve never really talked about this, but maybe you could answer a question for me? When I was younger, 10 to be exact, my mom had been dating a guy named Hugo. I never really liked Hugo for the five years she was with him and I don’t have too many fond memories. I remember crowding in corners while he video taped me crying or him yelling at me constantly, even getting mad at me when I managed to learn the word for male genitalia when I was 8. But when I was 10, something odd happened I guess? Before church on Sunday’s my mom would go get herself some coffee which would take about thirty minutes. I remember one of those Sunday’s Hugo came into my room, he lured me into his room and said we were going to take a nap. And I honestly can’t remember mow I felt about that. I remember however how I was on my side facing away from him so that I could see the door. I was wearing a nightgown and his hand slipped under neath it and he started touching me. And then everything is sort of fuzzy… I remember after he was with me at his door and told me that it was our little secret and that if I was good then he’d take me to do something fun! And he did actually, we went and saw the movie rio in theaters! But I never told my mom… And this went on for about 3 months. I just can’t comprehend this really. Is it even considered sexual abuse in my case? It’s not like I was raped, and I did want to take “naps” with him because that’s the only way he’d be nice to me it seemed… Do you think i should tell my mom? I’m 16 now and it happened so long ago.. I don’t think my mom would even believe me. I have a hard time believing myself honestly.

    • Memories are tricky things, so with that qualifier, if what you remember is accurate then yes, this is sexual abuse. your willingness to participate is irrelevant, because he’s an adult and he offered you something you couldn’t get or have on your own (the reward). But best to work it through with a qualified experienced sexual abuse therapist so that you can find the truth and the help and healing for now and for the future.

      good luck

  112. Hello,
    I’m writing this because I have a serious problem. Often I’ve been wondering whether I’ve been molested as a child or not.
    The thing is that I don’t remember most of my childhood at all, all I have is random useless chunks of it
    Now, as a 26 year old woman
    – I hate my body
    – I have never engaged with anyone sexually because the idea repels me
    – I am terrified of intimacy and of being touched in any way
    – I am obese
    – I have anxiety, panic attacks, trust issues, both insomnia and nightmares
    – I hate water being splashed on my face
    -I have no attraction to children but when I read about abuse, my body reacts improperly
    -In fact it’s the only situation when it does at all because i seem to have no sex drive at all
    – i suffer from depression

    what i remember from my childhood:
    – i had nightmares and issues with insomnia as well
    – when i couldn’t sleep, my dad would lie down with me and wait until i fell asleep. thing is i don’t know if he’s done anything to me or not, i just don’t remember
    – i became interested in gaining sex related knowledge when i was very young. i was also very interested in pornogrphy
    – i would wet myself until i was around 10
    – i had this inexplicable bladder infection
    -had trust issues and anxiety attacks even as a child, i was afraid everyone would hurt me
    – i was and still am confused about my gender
    – i would neglect basic hygiene
    – i behaved like an adult

    as a teenager:
    i would cut myself and have suicidal thoughts, have been diagnosed with depression
    i would do everything to look as manly and unattractive as possible

    should i be worried?

    I have a great relationship with my dad, always had since my mother is cold and uncaring
    I have no problems hugging him and all but that one time when he tried to kiss my arm (??) i felt so disgusted i thought i was gonna vomit)

    could it be that my body is remembering things i do not?

    • It is possible that you’re having memories, but there’s no way to tell from a list. Rather it’s important to find out the full range of your history, emotions and family dynamics. As always, I can only recommend you work with a qualified, experienced sexual abuse therapist who can help you figure it out.

      and remember, there are many people who abuse children. It doesn’t have to be your dad – it could easily be someone else, assuming of course that your memories are a result of abuse.

      good luck

  113. So, I’m a 17 year old female (gonna be 18 in a few weeks). I just want to know if what happened to me counts as sexual abuse. It happened when I was in kindergarten, im not sure at what age though. I actually have memories of it, i know it happened, theres only a couple of moments that i know that are clear enough a memory that pops out everytime i think of my cousin. I mean, there was no penetration in all the times he touched me, just ya know, touching and kissing.

    Hes older than me, maybe between 10-15 back then. Im not sure in the present though, ive never tried to keep track of him now, pretty much gets awkward everytime theres a family event going on, so i just avoid him as much as possible.

    And you know, i was actually really sexual when i was a kid, i started masturbating from an early age. Everytime my cousin and other family members visited back then, hed bring me to my brothers room and started touching me and kissing me, he especially liked touching my crotch area. i thought it felt good, and i dont know, i dont actually feel traumatised, just that maybe everytime the thought pops out i just maybe wanted to forget, but sometimes i would actually like it. I dont get panicky about it, i actually rarely think about this. and when it happened when he started touching me back then, i actually wanted it to happen cause i liked it. One of my main memories of it happening was him asking me to suck on his tongue, it was awkward when i did it, dont know if he even liked it, i sucked too much.

    The reason im leaving a comment is to know if this counts as sexual abuse. I mean, he waso a kid, i was also a kid, hes just older, but sometimes i really wish it didnt happen. i dont actually get panic attacks or anything, the memories just sometimes pop out and make me want to punch myself. it feels embarassing to me, i was actually hesitant on writing this. Ive never told anyone, like, zero, no one. i think ashamed is too strong a word for me, at least thats what i think. I just really dont want anyone to know, but sometimes i get the feeling that i want to tell someone but my words get stuck in my throat.

    but gosh sometimes i would really just like to forget.

    • Sexual activity between children/teens is always a quagmire to determine abuse. In my experience it’s determined by the impact on the younger child along with the age difference. This sounds like there was a fair number of years between you. If he was 15 and you were six – he was definitely acting inappropriately. Think about it…what 15 year old is interested in sexual games with a little kid. Boys that age are usually masturbating and chasing girls.

      I wouldn’t dream of saying yes or no to this but I will encourage you to work with a therapist who can determine if there’s an impact in your life from these events and to help you heal those. Many many behaviors and emotions can come out as a result of sexual abuse (depression, anxiety, rage, self harm, excess sleeping, poor grades, poor hygiene, etc etc) so it’s best to figure it out before you get any older.

      good luck

  114. Hello,

    I am 16 years old and I have been having memories of my cousin touching me when I was younger. This has been bugging me ever since I was 13 years old I’ve been so scared to tell anyone. My cousin hasn’t shown any signs of what I believe he did. I can’t imagine him doing what he did to me because he is such a nice guy however I have had vivid memories of him abusing me as a child. I really want to open up about this to my mom because it’s been bothering me for a while and I don’t know what to do. But, I also don’t want to open up about it because I don’t want to ruin my family relationships.

    Please help,

    • It’s important to tell someone, because you’re having these troubling memories. Your memories are there. But remember that what you remember might not be what happened. sometimes we see a person in our memories but it wasn’t them who was the perpetrator. The only way to figure it out is to work with a therapist. You don’t say how old you were when it happened, although maybe 13. And you don’t say how old your cousin is or was at the time.

      I appreciate your concern about ruining family relationships. that’s important so we make sure not to accuse someone unless we’re sure. But working with a therapist will help you figure it out. Remember too, that a professional will have to report this to the authorities.

      good luck

  115. a 22 year old female. I always remembered everything. When I was around 5, I was forced to have sex with my young 6 year old neighbor by his older brother.. at least 4 or 5 times. Also when I was 5 a girl in my pre k class climbed on top of me at Naptime and told me to be the daddy & started hunching me &When I was around 6 my neighbors little cousin (a girl) was around 5 & she climbed on top of me and told me to kiss her cause it’ll feel better. Later on [i dont remember what age but coukdnt have been older than 6] my cousin & brother made me come in the bathroom and they stuck their finger in me, this also happened while we were in the pool. I had no idea what I was doing or what kind of game it was.. but the incident with my little boy neighbor I knew it wasn’t right. I cried to go home & my brother told me if I told what happen he wouldn’t let me play with them anymore. I always wanted to run with my brother, he was my best friend. And lastly when I was around 6 I could remember my brother doing things to me in the bath tub sexually. Just recently I bent over by the bathroom sliding toys under neath the bathroom door to give to my niece r & a flashback came to my mind : I use to play by the bathroom door while my brother was taking his bath , he slipped a note under the door saying *come in*, but I didn’t I went told my mom. He didn’t get in trouble but that was the last time it happened. Now years later everyone acts as if they don’t remember anything& i always think of it. It’s like a secret I can’t tell. Me and my brother are so close. He never mentioned it either but it’s so hard to forget those things. He beats on his girlfriend now & have anger problems as well. I blame my mom cause she never whipped him when we were younger. My neighbor [the little boy] is now grown & he always tries to talk to me. My neighbors little cousin *the girl* is now around my age but she doesn’t speak and the girl from my preK class doesn’t speak either. What do I do now? I wish I could go back in time. I watch my little girl extra careful , better than what my mom did with me. She can’t go to people’s houses etc and everyone always wonder why I’m so strict on her. This is killing me. This is the first time I even wrote, let alone mentioned my child hood.

    Signed sincerely,
    Violated & ruined childhood

    • one of the biggest tragedies of child sexual abuse is that, once violated, we are at greater risk for future and subsequent abuses often by a multiple of perpetrators.

      I can only recommend to you what I do to everyone, because it’s the only solution I know from all the pain…work with a qualified, experienced child sexual abuse therapist who can help you work through the issues of your past. I totally understand trying to protect your daughter, but sometimes such vigilance can backfire on them and us and put them at greater risk – something i know you’d never want. That’s why it’s so important to do your healing work and recover.

      you don’t have to worry about being forced to take legal action or cut out your family or anything else, if you’re working with a good therapist. You just need to get better, so you can have a great life.

      good luck

  116. I’m a 23 year

  117. hi. i just need to know if my experience as a kid can be counted for as child molestation. i recall those days when my dad loved hugging me when i was small, like aged 7 to 9. i felt awkward because he was touching my nipples and rubbing it. this happened every time he was playing around with me. i did not put any malice into it since i did not even knew what malice is that time. however it did not last long. my dad was a good dad, good husband, good provider and we were raised well, very disciplined and instilled good moral values and strong catholic faith. i really look up to him and i truly love him until i realized when i was growing older that i felt some awkwardness on him though. i was not too comfortable kissing him during occasions. but my sisters did not feel this way, i think. i also feel awkward being alone with him like inside the car when he fetches me from school. Now that i am already 40 yrs old and having troubles of my own, it just dawned upon me that i might have had a bad experience. my dad died 2 years ago and i dont intend in any way to destroy him but just for my peace of mind, i would like to know if the experience i shared confirms that i am molested. please enlighten me. thank you.

    • From these limited details, it’s impossible to say. It sounds inappropriate but could be caused by his curiosity of your personal development (it was a shock the first time i realized my girls had breast buds) or it could be more. I cannot say one way or another. But regardless of the cause, you’ve got something going on. it’s much more important, in my opinion, to solve the current problems, rather than worrying about their cause, so get the help you need and do the work and then you’ll heal.

      it will be good

      all the best

  118. I’m a 23 y/o female, in the past two years I’ve started remembering more and more about a female neighbor when I was about 6 til maybe 10 or 11…..she was also a kid but about 10 years older, I was friends with her younger sister. But the more I remembered the more it all made sense. I suffered from severe depression/anxiety most of my life…in fact I tried to jump out a 3rd story window when I was 6 and that’s when I started going to therapy, but until a few years ago I never told anyone what happened. I felt dirty, correction I still do…

    • I comment got cut off but I wanted to say thank you for writing this, it helps

      • I’m glad you’ve found it helpful