Distract

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When I was younger, I experienced inappropriate touching from my two cousins, as well as other men. Thankfully, nothing more severe happened, but I chose to keep it to myself because I remembered the negative impact it had when I confided in my mom.

During my childhood, my mom was my hero, despite her being intimidating. I loved her wholeheartedly, as she was a single mom without any support. I understood her struggles because life had been harsh to her.

However, I can't help but hold some resentment towards her for instilling fear in me. I never had privacy in various aspects of my life, from friends to food choices and even my clothing. I accepted it because she was the only family I had, unlike my absent father.

I vividly remember her checking my virginity daily by touching my vagina, even when I didn't fully understand what it meant. At the time, I believed she was looking out for me, but that perception changed when I turned 14.

When I reached 14, everything changed. I experienced my first painful and annoying period, and my mom introduced me to a man who was younger than her. While she seemed happy, I despised him from the moment I met him. It was the first time I felt hatred towards someone, aside from school-related matters.

Once he entered the picture, my mom's behavior shifted dramatically. She became overly nice, but I detested the way he treated me like his servant and the repulsive way he looked at me. Whenever I tried discussing my concerns with my mom, she would dismiss them, claiming I couldn't see her happy, which only angered her further.

I learned to ignore their behavior until that fateful day. Instead of coming straight home from school with my friends, I decided to take a leisurely walk through the neighborhood. Little did I know, that decision would forever change my relationship with my mom.

When I returned home just five minutes later, my mom appeared furious, as if she wanted to kill me. She interrogated me about where I had been and started hurling derogatory slurs at me, insinuating that I had been promiscuous. Mind you, I was only 14 years old, and she did this in front of her guests and her husband. She dragged me into a dreadful room, humiliating me in ways I had never experienced before. Ultimately, she confirmed that I was still a virgin.

I can still vividly recall that moment, as if it happened yesterday. There was no trace of remorse or guilt on her face, and my heart sank. I couldn't help but laugh, thinking I must be going insane. I understood that being a single parent was challenging, but did that make me a mere object? Don't I have feelings? Am I not a human being? It hurt me deeply.

She walked out of that room, taking a piece of my heart with her that day. I was never the same again.

Her smug husband stood at the door, demanding that I apologize to my mom for worrying her. I simply walked away while they yelled after me. In a fit of anger, I wanted to sleep with anyone, just to lose this meaningless virginity. Thankfully, my cousin intervened, the same cousin who had been among the men who molested me as a child. Thanks to him, I didn't make a regrettable decision in that moment.

Years have passed, and now I'm 19 years old. I have no friends, I avoid going out, and I despise my mom. Unfortunately, I still have no privacy.

Last year was particularly difficult for me. I resorted to cutting my wrists, but unfortunately, my blood wouldn't flow. I had to seek help from my mom again, and her response was dismissive, stating that it was embarrassing and not worth calling an ambulance on a Sunday. It's ironic that nearly dying was seen as less important than potential embarrassment.

Thank you for listening to my frustrations.

#Trauma #Distract #Selfharm #Suicide

I am still struggling like mad but wanna give this distraction thing another shot even though I don't have the energy to respond to messages or comments at the moment. Here goes:

What is the major theme of the decor in your home? I am really interested in knowing your preferences when it comes to how you outfit your house.

Mine is overwhelmingly coastal: seashore, nautical, and underwater.

What is yours? I can't wait to read it and will respond to comments when I can.

Thank you, loves. #TheMighty #MightyTogether #DistractMe #distraction #Distract #help

#chronic pain,#chronic illnesses,#MH #lift me up,#mighty minute #Distract me
Gardening provides me a distraction of all my ailments for awhile.
I nurse the plants from seed to edible food. I spread crushed egg shells around the edges of the garden box to keep the slugs and snails away. No more freebies to snack on !

#mighty minute, #Distract me, #lift me up
I've been with the mighty via my email for at least a couple years now.
Finding a safe place to be me! Chronically ill with daily and hourly challenges. Thanks to all the mighties here for their thoughts and support along the way!

#Distract me,#Anxiety ,#Depression ,#chronic pain,
I spent the weekend in self care mode after 2 Dr appointments Friday morning.
Today was pleasant and my caregiver was back. We took a walk. Cooked and cleaned.
Pretty good day.
I was in the mighty most the weekend cuz of Mother's Day and
ugly memories for me. I got lots of support there.
Thanks everyone!