im a perpetrator and a victim // TW; SA
Posted: Sun May 11, 2025 7:49 pm
hi! So uhm. This is my first post. The truth is, I went on here because I need help. Obvious content warning for sexual assault and abuse
when I was 5 - 6 years old I was kidnapped by my mom and taken to D.C. I had made mostly older friends, two 12 year old girls. And a boy who was younger than me by a year.
My mom actively had sex whenever she felt like it. I of course heard it. The two girls would make me hump my stuffed bears— and, to be honest, I thought this was all normal. I was never told otherwise. I don’t remember most of it either.
The boy. Younger than me. Grabbed me and hid me under his kiddie pool. I don’t want to go into much detail, but he encouraged me to do things to him and I did not say no.
I was 6. Sexually abused 3 times right then, and then my mom lost me. Got taken to my dad’s, then immediately taken back out. This is where my mom had me in a motel. To which she, yes, had sex in front of me and with me in the bed. With me in the bed. It was terrifying. I didn’t know what to do except look away.
You may be noticing that there’s not a lot of perpetrating yet, but there will be. Again. A CW for abuse.
I got back home and my cousin moved in. Through coping, I had started to miss the touch and things I’d seen. This lead me to acting them out on my cousin. I thought it was normal, I thought I was normal. Of course I wasn’t. Of course it wasn’t.
Everyday since then I have lived in a deep, genuine regret. I’ve tried to kill myself, I’ve tried everything. I hate myself.
I recently got SA’ed again this year and I just. I feel as if I deserve it. I put my cousin though something no child EVER should have to go through. And I hate myself. I want to die because of it.
I’m not asking for pity. If anything, you can hate me. I just need help. I need to know what to do.
when I was 5 - 6 years old I was kidnapped by my mom and taken to D.C. I had made mostly older friends, two 12 year old girls. And a boy who was younger than me by a year.
My mom actively had sex whenever she felt like it. I of course heard it. The two girls would make me hump my stuffed bears— and, to be honest, I thought this was all normal. I was never told otherwise. I don’t remember most of it either.
The boy. Younger than me. Grabbed me and hid me under his kiddie pool. I don’t want to go into much detail, but he encouraged me to do things to him and I did not say no.
I was 6. Sexually abused 3 times right then, and then my mom lost me. Got taken to my dad’s, then immediately taken back out. This is where my mom had me in a motel. To which she, yes, had sex in front of me and with me in the bed. With me in the bed. It was terrifying. I didn’t know what to do except look away.
You may be noticing that there’s not a lot of perpetrating yet, but there will be. Again. A CW for abuse.
I got back home and my cousin moved in. Through coping, I had started to miss the touch and things I’d seen. This lead me to acting them out on my cousin. I thought it was normal, I thought I was normal. Of course I wasn’t. Of course it wasn’t.
Everyday since then I have lived in a deep, genuine regret. I’ve tried to kill myself, I’ve tried everything. I hate myself.
I recently got SA’ed again this year and I just. I feel as if I deserve it. I put my cousin though something no child EVER should have to go through. And I hate myself. I want to die because of it.
I’m not asking for pity. If anything, you can hate me. I just need help. I need to know what to do.