It was 10 years ago. I was only 9 years old back then. There was this family member. A girl who is 4 or 5 years older than me. For some reason, and I still don’t know why, she was physically intimate with me. She abused me. We didn’t live together, but we would meet like 5 times a year, and she would do things to me. I was so young and I didn’t know what I was doing. I thought it was a game. It felt good, but at the cost of my innocence at a premature age. That broke me. I developed an addiction to self-pleasure. From that day to today, I have failed to make any kind of friendship or relationship with any woman. All my attempts at love failed. I can’t help myself objectify females. That’s not the only problem I faced. I became insecure about sex, about love.

I still have one unanswered question: Why? Why would something like this happen to me?

I still see her; she is still part of my life, but we pretend like it never happened. Figured it’s best if we don’t. She moved on. She seems happy. But I am still stuck.

This is just the beginning. I have a lot to tell. And I plan to write about all the things.

Till Then Bye…..