Comments on: Possible Indicators of Sexual Abuse

By: holly

holly — Sun, 16 Jun 2013 00:07:20 +0000

I moved back home at 28 and now I am having dreams i thought they were just dreams. . according to this I am sure I was abused. I have about 70% . thank you . I will seek help. .

By: hi

hi — Wed, 05 Jun 2013 22:59:26 +0000

all of these apply to me. literally all of them. i came here because i feel as though something bad has happened to be but i cant remember and whenever i hear/ watch a movie about rape or sexual assault i get very affected and can relate to it. i have no memory of this happening to me during my childhood though (getting sexually assaulted or raped) is there anyway my brain is blocking it out or something?

By: Marcus

Marcus — Fri, 31 May 2013 08:01:27 +0000

I got 78/116, mostly in the sexuality and emotional catagories, but I don’t remember a damn thing, from I was pretty much 15 and before, I just don’t know how to even begin dealing with this shit.

By: Kiarra

Kiarra — Thu, 30 May 2013 01:18:22 +0000

I am only 13 so a lot of the sexuality symptoms didn’t apply to me but A LOT of the other ones did and when you add that to some of my dreams and vague memories I can see how it could be true

By: SuperSad

SuperSad — Mon, 27 May 2013 23:38:48 +0000

I am usually one against self diagnoses but everything listed under the sexual system are things that I’ve suffered from. When I grew up a little, I knew SOMETHING was wrong. I knew when I checked off more than 10 symptoms that I was a victim.

By: Felicia

Felicia — Sun, 26 May 2013 02:40:28 +0000

The story of my life

By: Sean

Sean — Sat, 25 May 2013 23:40:19 +0000

I’m 18. At 2 I was placed into foster care with two of my sisters. We were in an abusive home, don’t know how long really, until I was about 5-6. After that we were shuffled around until we were placed with a man and his wife. He turned out to be a pedophile who molested my sisters until I was about 13. He had told the social workers to separate us when I was 7 so I didn’t know about it. I remember once waking up and feeling uncomfortable as I looked at a pile of toys. But that’s really it, no definitive memory of sexual abuse. I was adopted at 10 and I never thought about it until puberty hit. I became extremely depressed and suicidal, I began looking for sexual stories that involved incest, rape, humiliation, control. That scares me and I would never act on them, but the fact that they’re there is terrifying.

Another big thing is that I love to daydream that I’ll meet a guy or girl that will make everything great, to the point that I ignore the advances of people. Every time that I go for a physical I get extremely nervous and when the doctor touches my genitals I flinch away and I don’t know why. I started doing some research and I came here, I fit a lot of these but I also think I might just be imagining it all. I never relax like my peers, I hate my body and I freak out if there’s a possibility someone will see it. I don’t know what to do or think about all this anymore

By: Christina Enevoldsen

Christina Enevoldsen — Thu, 16 May 2013 05:18:11 +0000

Peyton,
I’m so sorry for all that you’ve been through and for what you’re dealing with now. Yes, there is hope and that’s what this site is all about. I started OSA because in spite of how the abuse devastated my life, I’ve been able to heal. I hope you stick around and check out the rest of the articles and blogs. Lots of others are working through their healing too and share their process here.
Christina

By: Peyton

Peyton — Thu, 16 May 2013 04:04:56 +0000

I’m sitting here crying my eyes out. This list fits me and is just like you all said…it could be my life story. I’ve been sick, very sick most my life and almost died twice. I, on my own, have just started to seek help now that I’m on my 10th surgery to “get better”. Turns out there is a HUGE connect with sexual abuse and sickness..great. So not only did these assholes hurt me, but it keeps hurting me and now 10 surgeries later I still suffer. I am completely numb, I am in constant physical pain, I have no close relations, no relationship – they have all failed and most have been very abusive. I have all the other shameful, dirty and awful feelings. I feel I deserve to feel this way, that it was my fault…that somehow I caused it. I have a very hard time remembering the details…and that angers me now, however, I remember TRYING to block and forget everything…now I have. And I hate being touched, except lovingly with my son. I have no problem comforting or hugging my son, or having him hug or snuggle with me….but I cannot STAND the touch or ANYONE trying to touch or comfort me. I am so sad….it’s so lonely and I’m so sad. I feel that I’ll never “feel” anything ever again and I hate what this has done to me. I feel as though there is no hope. I just want to run, and if it wasn’t for my son, I’d run and never look back. This is so painful….and the worst part? I TRIED to confide in my parents…who didn’t belive me and then put me in harms way. RIght now I feel SO SICK. Reading this has made my pain get so bad I’m shaking and already almost threw up. Is there any hope at all for us?

By: krash

krash — Wed, 08 May 2013 04:55:42 +0000

I have been looking for answers over half of my life. as i do not remember the other half more then bits of it. I love my kiddos and i dont mistreat them but i continue to involve my self with abusive man and illegal subtances. This time around it migth be my last opportinity to recover my babies. I found out recently that my sibiling was molested and he remembers. I had only nigthmares about it. The other day i had an outburt as i was told my mother who does not speak to me told my son lies about me. when i found out i told my exinlaws she did not loved me nor my son as she refused to admit i was molested. in shocked i ran away. since then i cant sleep or stop crying. after reading this article i am going to seek help as i refuse my past dictate my future. i have attempted or done everything on this list. i am only 28 with possibility of liver issues as i have put my body to say much in attempt to never remember.