Despite the many 19 years that passed and 12 past the incidents, I haven't even once felt comfortable to get intimate with anyone - regardless of the type of relationship. Frienda, lovers. Those incidents control my life, it feels like you're vile and dirty for no one to touch or even talk to. I can't imagine myself ever intimate with someone on a physical level and it's getting very frustrating. Partly because I acknowledge that I and most people generally wouldn't even mind, be disgusted by these things.
As I wrote, I just feel disgusted myself, shameful. A disgusting body, that is scarred in its most intimate and valid places. I just can't get rid of this self hatred over something I don't even deserve to hate myself for.
Have any of you gone past that point, manged to free yourself of the shameful burden completely?
As I wrote, I just feel disgusted myself, shameful. A disgusting body, that is scarred in its most intimate and valid places. I just can't get rid of this self hatred over something I don't even deserve to hate myself for.
Have any of you gone past that point, manged to free yourself of the shameful burden completely?