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Anonymous 124196

im too scared to tell anyone i was groomed. i fear that when i say the words out loud i admit to myself that its a part of who i am now and i dont want to make him a part of me. i dont think anyone will understand but i sometimes wish i went all the way with him. to make it something i wanted instead of this lingering feeling of fear. i dont want to be scared or alone anymore.

Anonymous 124276

>>124196
Listen I was banged in the butt when I was 6 years old by my cousin. I didn't even clock that what he did was wrong until I was well into my late teens and had a memory flashback. It's not something I tell the world about. My spouse knows. My mother knows and when I told her about it she freaked the fuck out and told me to shut my mouth and stop lying even though it was pretty crystal what happened. Do I count it as "part of me"? No. It was something that was done to me by an evil little retard. He knows I remember because at a family gathering he made the mistake of approaching me whilst I was propping up the bar alone and asked me if I wanted another drink. I said "Yeah no. I remember what you did." He knew exactly what I was talking about. The guilt and fear was scrawled over his little rat face. I said "You might have been a kid too but you were way older than me… Tell me why I shouldn't go and pick up that karaoke mike and tell everyone. Seeing you get your skull caved in might liven things up."

He stuttered and spluttered out "I'm sorry. We were kids. I didn't know." The creepy little bastard was twice my age when he did that. I told him "You were old enough to know better. I want you to know that every time I see your dad I think about telling him. You know what he'd do if he knew. You'd be eating through a straw for the rest of your life."

Again, the spineless bastard just stood there not knowing what to say. The fear was making his pupils shake. I watched him and waited for his response. Really I was looking for an excuse to get up and really fuck up that 80th birthday party, but sadly I couldn't bring myself to do it. Grandpa only turns 80 once and the shock might've killed him. I settled for "I'm going to finish my drink about then sing a song. Lets see if you're man enough to stick around until the end."

I haven't seen him in 20 years. Weirdest part is that he's gay. I guess he didn't know it back then which is why he went for the butt hole instead.

So that's my story kiddo. Don't let it have power over you. You can't change the past but you can weaponize it and it does provide some solace.



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