Showing posts with label reasons. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reasons. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Reason #4: Addiction

The addiction and child sex abuse link is supported by oodles of research. But hey, if you don't believe me, ask a survivor. Most of us are at the local bar, or high, or frankly, if you are like me, fat. I can't stop fucking eating.

A therapist once said to me "Food is mother. Literally, when you are born, food is mother (i.e., breastmilk)." After the breastfeeding, food is still mother, in terms of nurturing. That's the thing with surviving abuse, we spend the rest of our lives trying to mother ourselves with food.

We eat so much until we are in a food coma, till we can't think about the disgusting shit you did to us. Then, we can't take it, and everything we have stuffed down all these years - we throw it all up. We spend all this time swallowing everything down, keeping this great big secret inside of us, and then we throw it all up.

This is why you shouldn't fuck kids. We form addictions, whether it be binge-eating disorder, bulimia, or whatever addiction is most suited to your personality.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Reason # 3: We Get Scared Of People

A guy approached me in an elevator today. He was smiling and flirting with me. My reaction was to freak out and run away. I stammered something and then ran away.

Here's the thing. When you fuck kids, they grow up and get scared of intimacy. Someone flirting with me means that he wants to get intimate with me at some point. People got "intimate" with me when I didn't want them to, when I was in a little body and I didn't have the power for my "no" to be heard and respected. Now I am still that scared little girl in a grown up body, and I am seriously afraid that you, guy in the elevator, you won't respect my no either. So I run away from you as quick as possible.

I know what you want. I can see it in your eyes. And all of you scare the shit out of me, to be honest. This is why you shouldn't fuck kids, we get scared of people because we know they are willing to hurt us.

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Reason #2: We Have a Hard Time with Sex

It's hard to want to fuck, even consensually, when you can't let your husband touch your genitals, because having your genitals touched feels like it did when your brother touched your genitals when you didn't want him to. It's hard to fuck my husband, because even though he is wonderful, my brother wasn't. And when I get horny, and my husband and I start to touch each other, sometimes I can't remember who is in bed with me, my brother or my husband.

When I was a little girl, my brother molested me on our living room couch. I used to pretend I was the wall. I would look away, and I was the wall, and this wasn't happening. He wasn't touching me there or licking me there. And I wasn't there either, because I was the wall.

Sex eludes me. As I understand it, some survivors turn nun-like, like I did, and some survivors fuck everything. Some survivors fuck everyone, because fucking strangers feels easier than being made to fuck your brother or step-father or whoever fucked you before you were old enough to consent to it. This is why you shouldn't fuck kids; it fucks with our sexuality, and fucks us for the rest of our life. No matter how old I am, I will always be the little girl who didn't want her brother touching her there.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

#1: We Become Afraid of the Dark

I have been afraid of the dark for as long as I can remember. I have no memory before that babysitter molested my brother and I, but I remember being afraid of the dark right after that, and for the rest of my life. We all thought it would get better as I grew up. Instead, I am a 35 year old woman who sleeps with a light on. Not just a fucking nightlight, I might add. I am talking the kind of light you could read a book with.

Apparently, as legend has it, my brother and I started sleeping in the bed with my mother at night after that babysitter came into our lives. Babysitter, I don't know who you are, but look what you have done to us. This is why you shouldn't fuck kids, we become afraid of the dark for the rest of our lives.

My husband - he'll walk right outside into the night, like it's nothing. It shocks the fuck out of me every time.