Nawd
Dagobah Resident
Thanks to you all!
Yes I suppose it is very common to be abused. It is terrible how many girls are abused, I think it is one in four, however it might be higher. I've actually never met a female who has NOT been abused sexually at one point or another. But somehow I tend to be drawn to people (or they drawn to me) who want to talk about detailed life things, even if I don't know them well.
There are some things I didn't understand about my life and my reactions to different things I think it is because I'm doing the EE breathing and POTS. I've been having memories I compleatly forgot about, that I suppose I have to get my head or heart around.
I too have been 'graced' (truth seeker- good way to express it.) Not to get into my 'life story,' however I have twice almost been kidnapped, but something in my 'core' told me to find a way to talk myself out of the situation, not to believe what is being said.
The first time, I was waiting for the bus after school and a man drove up in a four door white LTD (I know the model type because later I owned a yellow one just like it, which made me uneasy, and I didn't figure out why for awhile). He drove up and told me that my mom was in an accident and he needed to drive me home. I told him I have a bus ride coming and I'd be home soon enough. He drove off quickly. Obviously my mom was fine.
Then once, there was a man in the grocery store, he complimented me on my shirt (a DARE shirt, the program that teaches kids not to use drugs). He said it was a 'neat shirt.' I said thanks and then he said that I needed to come with him because he wanted to 'show me something.' I was alone in the store, and was suppose to pick up some snacks because my brother and dad were at the fair across the street. I pretended that my dad was close by, and called out to him. The guy, walked quickly away.
Anyway, I now know, being that I'm all grown up and have kids of my own, that there are some horrible people out there, and for some reason I *feel* was 'targeted' in some way, for possible sex, who knows. So I have this deep ingrained distrust program that has exactly and specifily to do with sex. However I do have a defined emotional life, but I don't exactly put sex and emotion into the same catagory. Intimacy is different for me, I love hugs and kisses, but when it gets to the raw 'sex' things, I disassociate for some sort of protection. I feel like I'm 'robbing' (not using my sexual energy correctly) myself of something great, and robbing my sweetheart of it. I can't talk to him about it anymore, it's too 'deep' for him to understand, and he thinks it's a 'woman thing,' or that I'm just overly analyzing stuff. But if I have to imagine myself NOT having sex, to have sex, there is a problem.
Just some of my thoughts. Thanks for reading all of this! :)
Yes I suppose it is very common to be abused. It is terrible how many girls are abused, I think it is one in four, however it might be higher. I've actually never met a female who has NOT been abused sexually at one point or another. But somehow I tend to be drawn to people (or they drawn to me) who want to talk about detailed life things, even if I don't know them well.
There are some things I didn't understand about my life and my reactions to different things I think it is because I'm doing the EE breathing and POTS. I've been having memories I compleatly forgot about, that I suppose I have to get my head or heart around.
I too have been 'graced' (truth seeker- good way to express it.) Not to get into my 'life story,' however I have twice almost been kidnapped, but something in my 'core' told me to find a way to talk myself out of the situation, not to believe what is being said.
The first time, I was waiting for the bus after school and a man drove up in a four door white LTD (I know the model type because later I owned a yellow one just like it, which made me uneasy, and I didn't figure out why for awhile). He drove up and told me that my mom was in an accident and he needed to drive me home. I told him I have a bus ride coming and I'd be home soon enough. He drove off quickly. Obviously my mom was fine.
Then once, there was a man in the grocery store, he complimented me on my shirt (a DARE shirt, the program that teaches kids not to use drugs). He said it was a 'neat shirt.' I said thanks and then he said that I needed to come with him because he wanted to 'show me something.' I was alone in the store, and was suppose to pick up some snacks because my brother and dad were at the fair across the street. I pretended that my dad was close by, and called out to him. The guy, walked quickly away.
Anyway, I now know, being that I'm all grown up and have kids of my own, that there are some horrible people out there, and for some reason I *feel* was 'targeted' in some way, for possible sex, who knows. So I have this deep ingrained distrust program that has exactly and specifily to do with sex. However I do have a defined emotional life, but I don't exactly put sex and emotion into the same catagory. Intimacy is different for me, I love hugs and kisses, but when it gets to the raw 'sex' things, I disassociate for some sort of protection. I feel like I'm 'robbing' (not using my sexual energy correctly) myself of something great, and robbing my sweetheart of it. I can't talk to him about it anymore, it's too 'deep' for him to understand, and he thinks it's a 'woman thing,' or that I'm just overly analyzing stuff. But if I have to imagine myself NOT having sex, to have sex, there is a problem.
Just some of my thoughts. Thanks for reading all of this! :)