
ykoizy
the dog that weeps after it kills
- Jul 22, 2023
- 18
starting this off pretty heavily, and a huge NSFW warning,
i was raped by my uncle when i was 4. following this, i was also continuously raped by my older brother. it was four years later when it all just stopped.
I grew up thinking this was normal, and this is how love was supposed to be. Its no surprise that all of this left me severely hyper-sexual throughout my childhood years. I would find myself trying to find things to fill the emptiness in my stomach, and during my middle school years, i would sell myself to random men just to feel loved.
the older i grew, the more i started realizing that this was wrong, but can i even call it rape if i didn't do anything to defend myself? am i allowed to call it rape if i found myself wanting more? can i even call it rape if i let it go on for so long without telling anybody?
i remember pretty vaguely, third grade was when i started self harm. I found that the feeling was somewhat similar, and even up until now this remains one of my worst habits. i want to stop, but i dont know how.
my high school years weren't any better. i was still in that habit of selling myself, but i didnt do it for the pleasure anymore, i did it for money. It was during this period where i started asking myself if i even wanted to keep doing this.
and the truth is, i didnt.
I would find myself getting high just to get through it, but i wont go too deep into it.
i wish i had the courage to stand up for myself, maybe then my childhood years wouldnt have turned out this way.
the truth is, i cant blame anyone else but myself really, i allowed it to go on for so long, even though i knew it was wrong. i did nothing. and thats on me. not on anyone else. not on my uncle, not on my brother.
i just want to die and leave this life behind.
i was raped by my uncle when i was 4. following this, i was also continuously raped by my older brother. it was four years later when it all just stopped.
I grew up thinking this was normal, and this is how love was supposed to be. Its no surprise that all of this left me severely hyper-sexual throughout my childhood years. I would find myself trying to find things to fill the emptiness in my stomach, and during my middle school years, i would sell myself to random men just to feel loved.
the older i grew, the more i started realizing that this was wrong, but can i even call it rape if i didn't do anything to defend myself? am i allowed to call it rape if i found myself wanting more? can i even call it rape if i let it go on for so long without telling anybody?
i remember pretty vaguely, third grade was when i started self harm. I found that the feeling was somewhat similar, and even up until now this remains one of my worst habits. i want to stop, but i dont know how.
my high school years weren't any better. i was still in that habit of selling myself, but i didnt do it for the pleasure anymore, i did it for money. It was during this period where i started asking myself if i even wanted to keep doing this.
and the truth is, i didnt.
I would find myself getting high just to get through it, but i wont go too deep into it.
i wish i had the courage to stand up for myself, maybe then my childhood years wouldnt have turned out this way.
the truth is, i cant blame anyone else but myself really, i allowed it to go on for so long, even though i knew it was wrong. i did nothing. and thats on me. not on anyone else. not on my uncle, not on my brother.
i just want to die and leave this life behind.
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