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I was 10 when I was sexually abused. Men who I had dearly trusted had violated me. The violation became a part of my life. It continued.
Later on, as I grew up confused about love, men, and the pain inside me, I realised, what happened to me, was called ‘Child Sexual Abuse.’
The knowing should have freed me. Instead, it sent me deeper into isolation. I carried my world in my head, and for some time it did work in protecting me, but in the process also alienated people around me.