Bad memories, experiences you had as a child which still haunts you, reminds you till this day
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PeachesNcreamgal wrote: »My parents put me in the care of my grandparents as they didn't have money to put me in creche/daycare. So my *kitten* grandpa used to molest me. Stick his fingers up my private parts and threaten to rape me. Thankfully, he died when I was 5. He wanted me to wear Indian clothes and not frocks or skirt blouse. Thats the reason he gave me when I asked him why he was abusing me.
So many filthy people in our midst who you never expect to do this kind of thing.0 -
Kepplekakes wrote: »Let's just say that it happened when I was 7 and I still require therapy to this day.
Grandparents too? Damn.0 -
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OutOfUserName wrote: »and my kid is b itchin coz i grounded him from his phone
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Not really traumatic but it still bothers me to this day. When I was 13, I was eating breakfast and my Dad just walks by me and hits me for no reason. He then says that he hit me because I was chewing too loudly. For other reasons too, I hope that dude dies slowly of any kind of cancer, doesn't matter which one.2
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DasItMan91 wrote: »Not really traumatic but it still bothers me to this day. When I was 13, I was eating breakfast and my Dad just walks by me and hits me for no reason. He then says that he hit me because I was chewing too loudly. For other reasons too, I hope that dude dies slowly of any kind of cancer, doesn't matter which one.
Damn man, jus for that?0 -
Can't think of anything. Could be my memory, but I tend to remember all the good things.
Spent 3 months in a burn ward and almost had my arm amputated, but I can't remember the details. Can only remember the hospital staff that was so kind to me.
I guess that's probably the worst thing.2 -
DasItMan91 wrote: »Not really traumatic but it still bothers me to this day. When I was 13, I was eating breakfast and my Dad just walks by me and hits me for no reason. He then says that he hit me because I was chewing too loudly. For other reasons too, I hope that dude dies slowly of any kind of cancer, doesn't matter which one.
Damn man, jus for that?
Yup, I can also tell you another story on how one time when I was in high school I came home from school and I don't remember the specific reason why but me and my Dad got into a fight and it was in the bathroom and he started hitting me. I was so scared from him hitting me that I literally peed my shorts. My Mom was worried for me and was telling him to stop. I was pretty embarrassed and hurt both physically and psychologically. Luckily there was no one else I knew that saw it. I can tell everybody so many stories....my childhood was.....a roller coaster, there were good times and bad times....usually bad times. My Dad wasn't always mean but he was abusive. Now I don't care whether he lives or dies.0 -
TheRoadDog wrote: »Can't think of anything. Could be my memory, but I tend to remember all the good things.
Spent 3 months in a burn ward and almost had my arm amputated, but I can't remember the details. Can only remember the hospital staff that was so kind to me.
I guess that's probably the worst thing.
It seems your experience was a good one. A normal life..0 -
Yes. Sexually molested from age 3 to 8, when I was old enough to finally tell someone, by my godfather. Then by my brother-in-law from 11 to 15 when I finally figured out a system to get him to stop. Weight, to me, meant safety for the longest time. To this day it still is an unconscious motivator to sabotage myself when I get close to goal. Rediculous, I know. I've just started paying attention to my health and trying to achieve a healthy weight again, as my physical state is pretty bad and not looking to get any better until I do something about it. I will focus on my health improvements instead of how my body looks and strive to overcome that little scared girl inside telling me fat = safety, thin = bad men doing bad things to me.3
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Not going into my details, but I can relate to a lot of these. Suffice to say, I've come to recognize how past bad experience have shaped certain thoughts and behaviors. Some I have overcome, but others...the reactions are so deeply ingrained I don't think they will ever change.
If you can't make great changes in your life, make small changes in a great way.
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Yes. Sexually molested from age 3 to 8, when I was old enough to finally tell someone, by my godfather. Then by my brother-in-law from 11 to 15 when I finally figured out a system to get him to stop. Weight, to me, meant safety for the longest time. To this day it still is an unconscious motivator to sabotage myself when I get close to goal. Rediculous, I know. I've just started paying attention to my health and trying to achieve a healthy weight again, as my physical state is pretty bad and not looking to get any better until I do something about it. I will focus on my health improvements instead of how my body looks and strive to overcome that little scared girl inside telling me fat = safety, thin = bad men doing bad things to me.
Get revenge. If he's still around. Go to him and give him a punch on his face.
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Yes. Sexually molested from age 3 to 8, when I was old enough to finally tell someone, by my godfather. Then by my brother-in-law from 11 to 15 when I finally figured out a system to get him to stop. Weight, to me, meant safety for the longest time. To this day it still is an unconscious motivator to sabotage myself when I get close to goal. Rediculous, I know. I've just started paying attention to my health and trying to achieve a healthy weight again, as my physical state is pretty bad and not looking to get any better until I do something about it. I will focus on my health improvements instead of how my body looks and strive to overcome that little scared girl inside telling me fat = safety, thin = bad men doing bad things to me.
I'm sorry to hear about that. I was never that aware until one day a gal came up to me at work. She new I taught Martial Arts and asked me if I could walk her to her car because her ex was threatening her over the phone. I agreed to walk her and, when we got to the parking lot, I saw this guy come running at us. We were by my car, so I put her in and locked the door. I didn't know her or him or the dynamics. He kept yelling that all he wanted to do was talk to her. She finally nodded that she would talk to him and got out. This put me in a tough position. I wanted to be close enough to protect her, but far enough away to not eavesdrop. Mistake. He pulled a pistol and threatened to shoot her if she didn't leave with him. I charged him. Managed to take the gun from him and put him down. Afterwards I took her to the Police station, where I was informed this was a domestic situation and she needed a Restraining Order. Anyways, I said all that to say this. I took an interest in her and the Woman's Club she was a part of at work. I started a class for all these gals for Self-Defense and began to do some research on molestation and sexual crimes. Found out how prevalent it is. In my research and talking with women, I found out my own mother had been molested. I found out that a co-worker was in the midst of a trial as the victim of date rape.
All I can offer you is that as a victim of molestation, you are not a lesser person and you did nothing to deserve it. You were a victim. Plain and simple.
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happilymegan wrote: »I was molested from the time I was 8 to 14 from my best friends father. He'd been in my life since I was a baby and had me so brainwashed I believed he loved me. My mother told me everything she should have and still it didn't register until I was older and he began to rape me. He then proceeded to take pictures of me in the nude or in "doll like" clothes and sell them to his sick friends. I still can not take a full body shot nearly 20 years later and hundreds of hours of therapy unless I'm inebriated. When I realized what was going on was wrong he threatened to kill my parents and even worse his daughter my best friend. He was a police officer and constantly would make sure to tell me no one would believe me. So in an attempt to end it all I tried to take my life. It was after which it all came out. From there I became downward spiral of self hate. Drugs, alchoal, eating disorders more suicide attempts. It wasn't until I became pregnant that I realized I needed to get my life together and stop letting this POS hinder my life. In many ways my son saved my life. Now I am a child psychologist and I work with kids everyday who have suffered the same trauma. I don't know if I will ever be able to say I'm okay. But I'm helping kids when I needed the help the most. And in seeing thier strength it strengthens me.
Awe sorry to hear that. So many sickos amongst us.0 -
I have lots of bad memories and trauma. Nothing I really care to share here, and nothing that "thicker skin" could have taken care of.4
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When I was 7 years old my dad was dying from brain cancer. He stayed at home where my mother cared for him 24 hours a day. One day, he threw up all over himself and my mom yelled for me to get a wet washcloth so she could clean him up. Stupid me grabbed a rag from a pile of dirty clothes and wet it for her. As she used it to clean his mouth, he got sick again. I had given him a dirty rag soaked in Pine Sol.
I was a little kid, but still to this day I feel guilt and shame. Like somehow I was contributing to his pain. Consciously I know better, but the memory still brings me to tears.2 -
For me, one in particular affects me till this day. The guilt that comes with that it's something I can't get over. Even though justice was served, I still can't help but feel guilt for not speaking out sooner.0
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I was legitimately about to get all deep here with my alcoholic father and all the issues I have now because of it but pea soup wins and now I can't even.0
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Avocado_AS5 wrote: »When I was 7 years old my dad was dying from brain cancer. He stayed at home where my mother cared for him 24 hours a day. One day, he threw up all over himself and my mom yelled for me to get a wet washcloth so she could clean him up. Stupid me grabbed a rag from a pile of dirty clothes and wet it for her. As she used it to clean his mouth, he got sick again. I had given him a dirty rag soaked in Pine Sol.
I was a little kid, but still to this day I feel guilt and shame. Like somehow I was contributing to his pain. Consciously I know better, but the memory still brings me to tears.
You were probably panicking. Sadly memories are for life, sometimes you will remember when you don't want to.0 -
Gimsteinn1 wrote: »Yeah I have the worst one...
When I was a child a man came into our home and killed my parents... he tried to kill me but somehow I survived and he vanished instead... I still get nightmares about the man with the snakelike features who hissed avada kedavra at me.. but I survived and now I have a bada$$ lighting scar on my forehead..
Nice dream. Bout time you woke up.0 -
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ya'll know that's the potter right?1
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happilymegan wrote: »I was molested from the time I was 8 to 14 from my best friends father. He'd been in my life since I was a baby and had me so brainwashed I believed he loved me. My mother told me everything she should have and still it didn't register until I was older and he began to rape me. He then proceeded to take pictures of me in the nude or in "doll like" clothes and sell them to his sick friends. I still can not take a full body shot nearly 20 years later and hundreds of hours of therapy unless I'm inebriated. When I realized what was going on was wrong he threatened to kill my parents and even worse his daughter my best friend. He was a police officer and constantly would make sure to tell me no one would believe me. So in an attempt to end it all I tried to take my life. It was after which it all came out. From there I became downward spiral of self hate. Drugs, alchoal, eating disorders more suicide attempts. It wasn't until I became pregnant that I realized I needed to get my life together and stop letting this POS hinder my life. In many ways my son saved my life. Now I am a child psychologist and I work with kids everyday who have suffered the same trauma. I don't know if I will ever be able to say I'm okay. But I'm helping kids when I needed the help the most. And in seeing thier strength it strengthens me.
You're an amazing person. You are an advert to show that it's fine to not be okay and you can use your own negative experiences to save other lives.
I try to spread the message to men that it's okay to not feel okay, for some reason men find it really hard to understand this FACT, we are all human we can all suffer and we all need to have the ability and option to be able to get it off our chests.0 -
Jokes aside folks some of this stuff is heavy and I'm saddened to hear you had to go through it all. There are no quick fixes for these things, no words that will help. The only thing I will say is that you should be proud that you've come as far as you have, life put you on your knees but despite all of it you got to your feet, it may have taken a long time, you might still have one knee on the floor but you'll get there. Resilience is an admirable and inspiring trait.3
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Im amazed that you all have come through and survived terrible things...I have a story that Im not ready to share with anyone, not now, maybe never. But Im wishing you all continued strength.3
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Sometimes dropping a joke shows that you're uncomfortable... I used to do the same when these situations would come up.1
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Here I thought not being able to play out everyday was a bad memory.0
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