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When I was smaller I think I was molested. I don't know if that's called molestation. The old man touched me all around and I finally let go and ran into my room. The day after he asked me why I let him go (assuming that I wanted it or was enjoying it). After that I have tried and tried to talk to guy's and get with guy's and do all that mushy gushy stuff but I never could. Lately I been coming to conclusion that maybe that day ruined my life. Maybe it is the core into why I can't trust guy's much less go out with them. I hate him so much. I even wish death upon him. I wish that guy the worst. I hate him I really do, with all my heart. Is this wrong? Was I molested? Am I ever going to get over it? I'm seventeen and it happened when I was about 7.
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