Midnight Hour
It is the midnight hour and I'm always up at midnight and in the wee hours of the morning and in this midnight hour I am drawing the line in the sand to let out my agonizing silence!
When I was a young child I would be sleeping and my father would walk into my room and he would molest me and force me to have oral sex and vaginal intercourse with him. It's as if he knew that I couldn't even sleep until the abuse was done and over with. It was torture to be in bed for hours and just fear and dread for him to come in yet in a sick way I have to say something really difficult to say. I actually had bodily reactions to his touch and it explains why my body reacts to someone who gives me a hug that I don't want to touch me. I have body flashbacks and I tense up. I remember when I was 8 years old that my body reacted pleasurably to having vaginal intercourse for the first time. I have been ashamed and embarrassed and very closeted to when I experienced my first sexual arousal. I am drawing the line in the sand in this midnight hour to come clean and get these toxic ingredients out of my system and I am saying no more. I can't believe that I am ready to release this and write about it all. It's been a long time coming.
Please don't give up five minutes before the miracle happens.
Journey to Totality ( Karla)
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