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12 year old sex abuse survivor of sex abuse in west virginia, summer of 1979

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Message to a Survivor

to those out there that maybe going through the same thing out there that i went through, just know that you are not alone, i beleive you, and please go seek out some professional help like i did i have been seeing a councelor since date because of my p.t.s.d. that i was diagnosed with, please do not think that you can handle this yourself because you cannot, it eats away at you peice by peice i know because when i came clean to my mother about being raped by my brother ricky and his girlfriend name back in date, back in date when i finally told my mother it was like the weight of the world was lifted of my shoulders, so please please go get professional help

Message of Healing

it means to me that i dont have to live with this dark cloud of shame hanging over my head anymore

back in the summer of date i was 12 years old mom, dad, and myself went to city for a week o see my grandparents because i was summer break from school and we were having a cookout when relavives from my grandmothers side of the family came down to see her, they stayed at the ramada inn down the the road from my grandparents house, when it happened, after dinner i excused myself from the table so i could stretch my legs and i started going into the woods to go see the deer that were not far from my grandparents house, when lee came following behind me and took me by the arm further into the woods so nobody would be able to see what was about to happen, he made me strip naked and touched my naked body including my penis and my genitals and said to me this is how people have sex then he pulled his pants and boxers down and made me feel his penis and made me try to swollow it and threatened me by say dont you tell your parents or grandparents about this or i will say that you are lying about it so i never say a thing about it, then the next day he found me behind the house looking down the hill at the 18 wheelers going by on the interstate and took me into the basement forced me to take off my clothes and then forced me to masturbate well its a was good thing that i kept myself from ejaculating sperm because the basement floor was dirt and had my grandmother asked me about why the floor was wet i would have had to tell her because i could never lie to my grandmother because of our special bond between grandma and grandson, so once i got dressed again i walked around spread dirt all over where my bare feet were this way she had no idea about what had happened, to this day i wish i had told them because then that bastard would have died in prison but he has since passed away a very painful death so i dont ever have to worry about him ever again.

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