Today I am going to talk about a very difficult topic that affects many survivors of severe child abuse, particularly those who experienced severe sexual abuse and/or ritual abuse. The topic is using masturbation as a form of self-injury.
People who self-injure with masturbation tend to be women who use objects that cut, burn, or otherwise harm their genitals while they masturbate. I know women who have used anything from knives to hot curling irons to self-injure through masturbation. The only way these women seem to be able to climax is by experiencing pain, and the self-inflicted pain can be severe.
Why would a woman choose to masturbate with a knife, curling iron, or other dangerous object? The reason is that the child abuse survivor’s first sexual experiences intermixed orgasms with pain. Many child abuse survivors experienced orgasms during sexual abuse, which caused the child’s body to feel both “pleasure” and pain at the same time. Even though the child’s body reacted by having an orgasm, the child did not want the rape or sexual abuse, and the experiences of terror, pain, and orgasm got all jumbled up in the child’s head.
Now, as an adult, the child abuse survivor has a desire for sexual pleasure (just like any other adult human being), but the only way to achieve an orgasm is to combine it with pain and, in some cases, even bloodshed. Numerous child abuse survivors also need to fantasize about reliving the abuse in order to have an orgasm, whether through masturbation or consensual sex. In some cases, masturbating with dangerous objects is a reenactment of sexual abuse that the person suffered as a child.
The women I have spoken with who struggle with using masturbation as a form of self-injury feel deep shame about what they are doing, and each one fears that she is the only person on the planet who does such a thing. They also tell me that masturbating as self-injury is a compulsion: They want to stop, but they feel powerless to do so. This is true of all forms of self-injury, which is why self-injury is a compulsion, not a recreational hobby.
If you struggle with masturbating as a form of self-injury, you are not alone. You are also not “crazy.” Just like anyone else who struggles with other forms of self-injury, you can learn how to stop self-injuring through masturbation. It won’t happen overnight, but you can move toward weaning yourself off your compulsion.
The key to healing from any form of self-injury is learning how to talk about your feelings and express your emotions instead of shoving them back down inside. A good start is finding a qualified therapist with experience in counseling child abuse survivors. The self-injury is a symptom, not the cause. If you had never been sexually abused, then you would not feel a compulsion to self-injure through masturbating. Healing your emotional wounds from the underlying pain will help you stop feeling the need to self-injure through masturbation.
Related topics:
- How to Express Emotions
- How to Stop Cutting or Burning
- How to Use a Message Board for Child Abuse Survivors
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I think part of what makes this scary is many things you mentioned were used on me. Thank you for posting this. It helps so much. I know it’s obviously caused by the abuse because I’ve struggled with this since I was five. It just seems I should have been able to stop by now. Again, thank you so much.
You are really brave! I just have to say that. I have such respect for you that you could write about such a difficult topic. You wrote about it very well. Up front, honest, clear, and with great understanding. Thank you……
~Secret Shadows
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OH my god… I can’t believe what I just read. I thought I was the only one. I have felt so dirty and ashamed. I really didn’t think anyone would do this. Recently I’ve included hurting myself while masterbating. I also started using images of me as a child and my dad having sex to make me orgasm. I’ve always had moments where I use sex as a way of hurting myself – doing and allowing anything to be done to me to get the satisfaction similar to cutting. Before the flashbacks, I didn’t know why I did that. I feel like I am wide awake in a nighmare
And you know what else. I remember when I was a little girl I would imagine him sitting me in a frying pan while I was doing it. Probably because i didn’t understand what he had done. Part of my first memory is what I was thinking in my head – oh my god what is happening. It was so fast and violent. He had come at me from behind. Sorry I am writing all this but i am so sick and all these feelings are overwhelming even more since I told my therapist yesterday. I feel a bit out of control.
Hi, Palucci!! I am glad to see you over here.
You would be surprised how many people struggle with this form of self-injury. They don’t talk about it because of the shame. This is why I covered this topic on my blog. The more we talk about the tough issues, the more empowered we all feel.
It is normal to feel out of control. Have you gotten the book “Safe Passage to Healing” yet? I have a link to the book under “Healing Resources.” That is a wonderful resource to walk you through the healing process and explain just how normal what you are feeling actually is.
Hang in there.
– Faith
At moment, I am the only guy who has posted on this post here and hoping that I can reach out to other guys to be honest about this as well. Although it is true that some guys may get turned on whilst reading this, to be honest, it helped me realize that me as a guy was not the only one with terrible ab*se and the drive to continue that ab*se on myself this many years later.
Thanks for be brave enough to admit all this.
Boycotthell2009,
Welcome to my blog!
Thank you for speaking out on behalf of men. I find that we bring so much healing to one another when we talk about the things that we think nobody else struggles with. Nothing “original” happens in forms of abuse or in reaction to it. Abuse has been going on forever, as have our reactions to the abuse.
Take care,
– Faith
I still masturbate to my molestation. I usually get on top with a full bladder and press my pelvic against my partner and pretend he is molesting me and he is looking into my face thinking I have control of you I’m watching you masturbate on me. And I orgasm intensely.
OH MY GOSH! Palucci, you hit the nail on the head there when you said “anything similar to the satisfaction of cutting”…oh my gosh that is exactly how it is with me. I have never admitted this to anyone about seeing the images in my mind of ab*se, even remembering the voices as it occurred at the time. I used to do it before when I was still cutting a lot, but nothing like it is now. I never knew why and I couldn’t tell anyone cuz they’d think I was some kind of crazy masochist. Thanks Faith for this blog. You helped me understand I’m not alone in this.
i am just beginning to address this painful part of my past and am grateful that you posted this. there seems to be very little information out there about this type of self-injury. i am not sure if i was sexually abused as a child, but was in a terribly invalidating, non-nurturing environment. i think i did what i did (inserting objects in a hurtful way) to “feel” something…but i am only now beginning to get past the buried shame and come to terms with this part of myself.
thank you this blog site has been so helpful for me. It would seem like so many others i too have believed that i was the only one who lived with the darkness of this my disgusting behaviour……years and years and years of constant threat of damaging myself catastrophically, the shame of knowing i self harmed while pregnant with our first beautiful son….the shame so intense that i cannot face a md or a clinic for health checks….the shame that i can not any longer participate in sex with my husband….and the shame that i cannot talk about this any more with my wonderful very experienced therapist…for i feel as though we have been through it all over and over again. i have felt / do feel that there just is not a way through this for me….i am caught within this
Fragmented soul,
Welcome to my blog. :0)
Yes, you CAN heal from this! The key is learning how to love yourself. I know that sounds impossible, but you can do it. If I can do it, than anyone can. I had rejected myself so deeply that I was fragmented into many, many parts. However, I had the courage to begin loving myself a little at a time, and now I am living a much more fulfilling life.
Most importantly, I am now myself. I have discovered that who I am today is much deeper and richer than any part I ever tried to play.
You can do this, too.
Take care,
– Faith
I do this too. I have since I was little. Reading your responses really helps. I am talking about it in therapy more often. Sometimes it is hard to stop it once I start. I do not always initially recognize it as self-injurious, because it is initially pleasurable. The more pain and pleasure, the more I dissociate, making it difficult to set limits. Orgasm is really not the goal for me. For me it is about “practicing” and withstanding pain. Also, having learned to experience sexual pleasure through adult/child sex as a child.
I don’t know how else to explain it. Lately, I have been having panic attacks during those times when I am self-injurious; my therapist thinks this means we are on the right path, as I am beginning to connect feelings, memories, and the behaviour together. I think she is right.
Palucci… what you thought as a child is very similar to what I did, as well. I used to have fantasies of being burned in very hot water, which eventually led to me burning myself with very hot water.
Fragmentedsoul… my heart just goes out to you. I know there will be a way out for you.
So much pain in our pasts. Well-wishes to all of you.
-LL
I have just now encountered this blog for the first time and it is so overwhelming to have even some community to discuss these issues that have roiled around in my spirit and mind for 25 years…to even have somewhere where people do not pathologize you because you cannot have sex very easily with people or enjoy it, etc. That alone is something even few therapists can do anything but pathologize in some way.
This particular topic I have never heard spoken (or written) out loud. I am so in shock I can only report that very shock. For years and years this has been my greatest shame, because it always has been a burden that I alone carried, and that I always blamed myself for.
We turn on ourselves, those of us especially who society raped or molested as children. We turn on ourselves. My situation is more a mental and emotional one in terms of the sensation of self negation, but just as powerful and also, exactly that, self negation. The shame of that seems to be the worst, because it is your own turning against yourself that you can never forgive yourself for. Even though I know when it started, that society was backing (and continues to back) the particular attacker (and attackers) of me, it still got the best of me. Even though I know I fought longer and harder than anyone else on the planet, you still blame yourself. None of us is stronger than society on our own.
Well, this is all beyond me for right now. I will come back to this as where there are others to understand and reclaim our pain as an attack on us and not our shame, our responsibility, AND SOME SICK PERSON’S PLEASURE there is some actual hope. Thank you so much to the blogger who had the outrageous courage and heart to name the unnameable, to reach out and offer a hand in all the darkness.
Welcome to my blog, vinyata.
My blog is definitely not for the faint of heart. Whenever there is a topic that child abuse survivors are afraid to talk about it, I talk about it. We need to talk about it because there is power in knowing that you are not alone, that it is okay to talk about it, and that this is a NORMAL reaction to severe trauma.
Take care,
– Faith
i want to see you make a tv documetary about the subject. and right about now would be the perfect time for it.
Maybe a youtube documentary could be an option.
I think I needed to read all this. I would watch porn and attack myself. I would not “hurt” with an object or whatever,
but i would remember the abuse and, make myself feel like a used and abused nothing, worthless and no good for anything but sex. I was forced to look at pornography while the kids in the neighborhood acted it out on me and i on them. I was also sodomized too, but I just can’t remember the ACT and the PEOPLE just a dissociative thing I think. but I have the paperwork to prove the damage to my vagina. I was 7 yeas old….yet i have suffered so much abuse all my life.
that’s just the tip of the ice burg…..right now, I am having a hell of a time with my husband and daughter (whom keeps triggering me cuz she is 7, oh boy!) I feel like a terrible mother and wife…I want to run away!
I am so ANGRY all the time.
Heck, I can’t help others, for i may feel fine for a while, then BAM! i get triggered. I recently had the worst reaction ever when my husband and I were making love.
I freaked out!!! I moaned and cried out and could not control myself! my ears went out i could not hear all i could feel was a pressure building in them….my pelvis kept thrusting violently and i was powerless to calm down….My husband helped me… He is right now trying to study all sorts of things to help me. I just can’t seem to communicate either…i break down…
I had one of those alter personalities too..
and she was REALLY abused and used in my Adolescence.
Now, I am beginning to notice how numb i really am!
I can only get turned on when it feels like i am being forced
to have sex….I crave it….ever since i had the freak out.
I just want to feel again…..I was so turned on it was scary!
now my husband won’t be as passionate when we make love, for fear of triggering me. I HATE MY LIFE!!!!!
I would rather feel raped and FEEL something, then to go back to numb and using my memory of porn to arouse me!
I am tired of feeling guilty and nasty! I think of women instead of men, but i am not a lesbian….
If My husband knew, it would hurt him so much….
I just can’t tell ANYONE………………..
I am so ashamed……I want to feel ….i don’t want o be numb…
Formerly someone else,
Safe (((((( HUGS ))))))) to you.
I strongly recommend talking with a qualified therapist about your issues. All that you describe is **normal** for a survivor of sexual abuse. A therapist is not going to be shocked.
If you are not ready to take that step, consider working through the Survivor to Thriver manual:
http://www.lulu.com/content/405515
This is a wonderful resource that really helped me along my healing journey.
You can also talking with others child abuse survivors on a message board called Isurvive:
http://www.isurvive.org/
Hang in there.
– Faith
Hi – thank you so much for posting this…..
Faith stuff you have posted on isurvive has been so helpful, and this as well…. I found this after googling trying to sort though what is going on…
I have no memories of CSA (I found isurvive to deal with physical abuse stuff) – but have had problems with dreams and crazy behavious….. when I was 9-10 for some reason I thought it was important to make sure my hymen was broken, so that when I had sex for the first time it wouldn’t be painful – so would use a hairbursh violently on myself, and hope to see blood….. why would I do that as a 9 year old??? It is soooooo confusing and confronting…… at least I am not the only person who has done things like this……. agggg
i don’t understand……… i am so horrified that i did this… and that I need violent fantasies when with my husband….
I don’t think this is normal, but I don’t remember any reason for any of this……..
I am actually the same here….I used one of those plastic hangers, because I was convinced I deserved to be raped. It bled profusely, and now, i tell myself horrible things and literally have to beat myself up when I masturbate…. I thought I was crazy….because nothing ever actually happened to me.
I need a little advice… I have been hurting myself through masterbation since the abuse stopped at age fourteen. I am almost 22 now and it is just now coming out into the open with my therapist. I was diagnosed with multiple personality, and Ihave alters that do the same as I do with this masterbation, and I have those who dont. the ones that dont have a tendancy to blurt out things to my therapist.. this was what came out. i need to know some ways that I can express this to my therapist so she can help the best she can. how can I open up about all the things I do to hurt and climax at the same time, how can I tell her about the fantasies of my abuse while masterbation. I feel like this cant stop since I have done this for so long. I want to be able to climax like a normal person to make love to myself not mutalate myself. and If I can learn to express this so my therapist can guide me into healing and changing this dangerous behavior
Hi, Karina.
Perhaps you can print out this blog entry and show it to your therapist first. I suspect your therapist will take it from there.
Your reaction is a normal aftereffect of the abuse. You can learn to find other ways to climax. First, you have to separate out pleasure from pain. It is a difficult process, but you can do it.
I hear that the book “The Sexual Healing Journey” is a particularly good resource. Click on the link on my side panel under Buy From Amazon.com: Books on Sexual Abuse. That book is one of the first ones listed.
Take care,
– Faith
you say there is that book but is there any web resouces specifically for this topic? I mean other than blogs like this, I will not be able to buy a book until mid june to the end of june. money is an issue. I want to do the best I can to overcome this I could use all the resources I can get.
Hi, Karina.
I do not know if the book specifically addresses this issue because I have not read it. Multiple people have recommended it to me as a useful book for healing your sexuality after sexual abuse. From what I understand, it helps you get back in touch with feeling pleasure through your body, such as feeling the sensation of walking barefoot in the grass, etc. I think it would be helpful in undoing the messages that drive the self-injury.
You might want to check with your local library and see if they have a copy in stock. This is a very popular book, so you might be able to find it for free at the library.
As for online resources — The only place I can recommend is http://www.isurvive.org, which is a message board that provides online support for child abuse survivors. Some of the members have discussed this issue in the past, and I am sure that they would be willing to discuss it again.
Take care,
– Faith
I want to start here with my story, because it may help me share this more openly with my therapist.
You may be thinking that my way in doing so is strange, but you should understand that this is probably the most difficult topics for me to discuss. I decided to write it this way because this may help me to be able to get everything out in the open. I warn you though, some of this may get to personal and to graphic, but I feel that it is in my best interest to share every detail that I can think of, so that there will be no chance for me to leave something important out. Please do not feel offended by how graphic this may get, or for the length this may become, for there is a lot behind my shame.
I actually have been doing this self harming behavior for as long as I can remember. this is probably the very first self abuse that I engaged in. Whenever I was not being abused by others, I felt confused, alone, and not loved, because I was told that’s how love went. Abuse was all I knew. I tried to make up for the emptiness that I was feeling. I learned that the only time I felt good was when I was being sexually stimulated even though it was painful. At first I did not know what an orgasm was, I just knew It felt good. So I began harming myself. I actually started masturbating without the physical pain being involved. although, every time I started to feel good, I would fantasize about being abused.
I felt so confused, and angry at myself, I mean how can my body make me feel so euphoric, when I was in so much pain. I wanted to punish myself for liking the sexual sensations. but even though I was punishing myself, at the same time it began feeling good too. So after a while I was trying to punish and climax at the same time.
I still to this day do the same thing, for the same reasons. I am in constant shame for the things I have done and for the things I still do just for a moment of pleasure.
The only way for me to achieve an orgasm is to combine it with pain except when I am with a woman. This may sound strange but most women I have been around has one time or another turned me on or I have had fantasies about, its just the fact of knowing I am not supposed to. for some reason I do not have to be inflicted with pain to achieve a climax with a woman, It may be the fact that knowing homosexuality is wrong just like the abuse was wrong. I am ashamed of this too.
Its true that i need to fantasize about reliving the abuse in order to have an orgasm, whether through masturbation or sex. Sometimes when I was being abused it was the abusers form of punishment. I have to punish myself for fantasizing and climaxing.
Now, sometimes masturbating as self-injury does as you say feels like a compulsion. even though it is still punishment. and I feel powerless to end this cycle. I want to feel good, I want to be able to make love to myself not mutilate myself. I do not want to be punished anymore, but I feel I cant stop. this is probably the most I have ever stated how I was feeling.
Now I will go into the many things I have done, just to punish and to climax…… I am sorry If you think this is going to far, but I feel like I need to get it all out in the open.
I masturbate everyday, even when I am on my period and even after I have had miscarriages. I have used anything from knives, hot curling irons, the bristle end of a brush, I have burnt myself with a cigarette, I have even sewed myself shut to make it feel like my hymen was being broke again. I have injected alcohol inside me, I have been in public restrooms while I had long fingernails and clawed my insides out while climaxing, I shoved 5 bars of soap inside and held them in while i vigorously rubbed my clit. I have cuts on and in my vagina. I have masturbated while driving down the road. I have caught my pubic hair on fire, when I had a tazer I shocked myself, When I was with others I would let them bite me in that area right when I was about to climax. when I use my vibrator I usually pound it so hard like I was raping myself. I have used vibrators that were probably 3 sizes too big and forced them in with no extra lubrication. I have stuck needles through the end of my vibrator and masturbate with it. if you can think of it I probably have done it., and most likely I was fantasizing about the abuse or a woman at the same time.
Yes I know that was a little much, and I am very ashamed of the things I do. I know usually before it happens I think I am triggered by something, it can be something small, I may smell something familiar, I could see something on TV, or I may feel aroused at the sight of someone either someone that reminds me of the abuse or a female that I am attracted to, knowing that I am not supposed to be.. usually then I get mad at myself for the attraction or the arousal so I hurt myself sexually. I get angry that I still fantasize about the abuse just to climax. I love the feeling of an orgasm, but I hate the things I have to do to achieve one. honestly I get aroused just by talking about it and It makes me so mad.
PLEASE do not take offense to anything that was said in here. please do not feel offended for how personal/graphic this was.
Karina.
Hi Karina
All of the stuff that you have shared in your story…..i can relate to. AND I can relate to I just want to be able to stop and to be “normal”. To be in relationship with intimacy is not about pain or punishment….just to be me….free.
Telling my therapist…I am fortunate to have the support of 3. I first of wrote my self harming behaviours in a letter and gave it the one therapist i was learning to trust. This was extremely difficult to do and extremely hard for me to go to the next appointments with her and face her….really in going i realised i was owning and facing my own shame and declaring my desire to heal. She was wonderful and continues to be.
I also decided to give myself a complete break from sex, masturbation and sexual contact. I knew that what my self harm behaviours are is a conditioned response to mutliply and extrememly confusing triggers….so many so many. So i did not allow myself to have sex with anyone else so i could work on healing. However, this is an incredibly rough ride and in all honesty i self harm still SOMETIMES now….and it is always about being alone, wanting connection, wanting to be safe etc etc. This is an ongoing journey for me.
The book, that has been mentioned is an extremely good self care manual and has great tips on how to begin the process of healing. I found one for myself and my therapist also has one too….This has been so helpful and encouraging not just with the self harm behaviour and sexual feelings also with the shame that i can carry.
And i have just recently discovered that what is integral to this whole process of healing and self harm is for me to develop even a modecom of self respect…..so i went on a mission to develop something that Cheryl Richardson calls extreme self care….sounded almost like an extreme sports to me….
These have been my experiences, this has be born from my own journey….the journey has been a struggle and continues to be so at times…AND changes have happened, freedom from my sexual abuse is evident …..there is HOPE…always always always.
thinking of you
wherever you be
fragmented soul in transformation
thank you for sharing all of that with me.
I am thankful too, that I have a wonderful therapist.. I realized after I posted my story on here I was also able to email it to my therapist… I added a few things, but she responded. telling me that she was not ashamed of me and that she was not going anywhere.
she went on to say that she will be getting a consultation for herself so that she can become better at helping me.
will continue to strive in my healing.
thank you again
Karina & Fragmented Soul — You were both very brave to share your stories.
Karina — I am THRILLED to hear that you emailed your story to your therapist. That is so great! I am so proud of you!
I am honored that you felt comfortable enough to use my blog to help you deal with these issues. I wish you well along your healing journey.
Take care,
– Faith
I went to my therapy session today, after sending my therapist my story….
She was very understaning and helpful. She was not ashamed or disgusted with anything I had to say.
I feel better that I was able to forward my story to her after posting it on here.
Thank you faith for posting a topic that was so difficult for so many of us to deal with.
I will continue to search through all your topics that may relate to things i have gone through and utilize your resouces you provide.
As a man and CSA survivor I too have this issue with punishment associated with MB. Humiliation and pain are frequently associated with my behaviors. I understand masturbation is a normal thing people perform to relieve sexual tension. For me thou one cannot exist without the other. 12 step meetings for Sexual Addiction and Therapy have not been sufficient for me to accept that I have stop for any period of time. I continue to try thou and admit my issues. Most do not see one can be the other. I struggle with feeling weak and full of shame over it and I have been sharing for years now in meetings but don’t have the strength to express the SI aspects of it until recently. It is a compulsion to punish myself for my submitting to being SA’d instead of standing up for myself. I have been told that I was the victim but I struggle with not blaming myself regardless.
regardless if you are a man or not the abuse was not your fault. and this behavior is a symptom of the abusr that you had to face at such a young age that you had no control of what others had done… remember you were a child…. try to pay attention to other children that you may see day to day.. pay attention to how they are helpless … and remember that was you at one point… children have to rely on adults to care for them. so when abuse is all you know that is what you begin to accept as normal.. now that you are an adult,,, you still only know the abuse as a comfort…. but you will gain the strenghth to change.. withing time you will feel worth having pleasure without the pain
I know this is an old post, but this is my first time seeing it, and I figure it’s worth a shot posting.
First a question:
I read the article, and a lot of the posts (but not all of them, so maybe you already answered this), and when you say “Masturbation as a form of self-injury”, you literally mean physically injuring yourself during masturbation.
Does this mean that if I don’t injure myself physically, then it’s not a form of self-injury?
[I hope that if the answer to my question is a negative, that you please delete my comment.]
The reason I ask this, is because for as far back as I can remember, ages before I came even close to hitting puberty, I had very strong sexual urges.
I knew that it should be a secret, and that I couldn’t let anyone catch me while I masturbated, not that I knew the term back then. I never achieved orgasm, I always just stopped right before. Whenever I finished, I felt empty and filthy, and no matter how much I bathed, or washed my hands, I couldn’t get the feeling off of me.
For many years, leading up to when I turned 17, I thought that my very strong sexual desires where just the way I was, but I still could neither climax, nor did I feel remotely good when I was done.
I also tried to lie to myself, to deny the fact that I did it to hurt myself. I have depressive and suicidal tendencies, but since, somehow, my religious beliefs have kept me from physically hurting myself, I have resorted to other ways.
I constantly hate on myself, and I criticize everything I do. I blame myself for absolutely everything around me, and I do my very best to make myself feel as insignificant and worthless as possible.
When I masturbate, I cannot achieve any kind of pleasure until I start imagining myself being raped, or until I think about how I should just die. There was even a time where I felt especially strong loathing towards myself, that I had to gag, or choke myself to get off.
If I cry during, the closer still I get to orgasm. As I said before though, I don’t allow myself to reach orgasm.
When I turned 17, I was diagnosed with PCOS, and started taking medication to reduce the abnormally high levels of testosterone in my blood. I thought this was the reason for my high libido. I assumed the aggression towards myself would also go away when my levels were normal.
Also, the year I turned 17, was the year I started remembering being abused by the daughter of one of my mom’s friends.
I was in second or third grade of elementary when she started.
I didn’t know it was wrong, and when I remember how I felt, I remember feeling special at knowing that an older girl was so interested in me, and wanted to be my friend.
She started by showing me how to kiss. Later, she’d make me watch Baywatch or something, but only the scenes where the kissing was very intense. She told me I had to practice those with her.
After that, she moved on to undressing me, and getting undressed herself. I don’t remember anything that happened whenever the clothes came off.
There are things I remember, like her inviting another female friend of hers to one of our “play-dates”, but I don’t remember what we did. I remember once telling her that I couldn’t play with her anymore, but not having any reason she deemed good enough to stop. Apparently, “I don’t want to.”, was not good enough, and I remember that particular time, she took my hand in hers, led me up to her room and locked the door. She didn’t usually lock it, but again, I don’t remember what happened.
This is the first time I’ve ever told anyone.
Anyway, I am 20 now, and after continued medical treatment, my testosterone has been very low for more than 2 years. And I still have strong urges to masturbate. If anything, they’re stronger. And I do it to make myself feel like nothing. Because I know how filthy I feel at the end. I do it constantly, and to be frank, I love the feeling of being worthless. It makes me smile, and sometimes even laugh, the sound of which only causes me more pain. I love it and hate it at the same time. It’s like there are at least 2 more of me in my head. There is someone in me that takes control of my body to cause me pain. And there is another that tries to comfort me. And then there’s just me. I don’t know what to do about this, because the part of me that makes me hurt and feel broken, is stronger than the part of me that wants me to feel good and whole.
But I digress. Going back to my original question, after reading this, can what I do be considered a form a self-injury?
I do dabble in other forms of self-injury, like hitting myself, especially in places where no one can see the bruises. But I never allow myself to cut on purpose, (although I am very prone to knife related accidents). I don’t ever cut myself on purpose, and just the thought of using knives, or something such to masturbate makes me feel chills.
Other than, “You really need help”, what do you think of this?
I know it’s very long to read, and I thank you in advance for being so kind, and writing about these things.
Hi, Janet.
Welcome to my blog. :0)
Yes, what your wrote about **is** using masturbation to self-injure. While you are not using objects to cut or burn yourself while you do it, you are clearly masturbating to harm yourself emotionally (and stopping yourself before climaxing) rather than for pleasure. “Normal” masturbation is to pleasure yourself, not to cause yourself pain.
I could relate to so much of what you wrote, only apply it to consensual sex. I could never climax during sex with my husband until I started using fantasies during it that recreated the abuse. This began years before I even had memories of the abuse.
You don’t have to live the rest of your life this way. I strongly suggest finding a good therapist with experience in working with survivors of child abuse (and preferable with people who have been sexually abused by female abusers). You are only 20, so this would be an investment in the majority of your life.
I did not begin facing my past until my mid-thirties. Because I was in denial throughout my teens and twenties, I was raped and degraded at least two more times into adulthood. You don’t have to wait that long to heal. You can do it today.
If you are not yet ready to talk to a therapist, I suggest reading any (or all) of the following books. You can find links for these in my widgets on the right:
* Survivor to Thriver Manual (step-by-step for healing from any form of child abuse)
* The Courage to Heal (for female survivors of sexual abuse)
* When You’re Ready (autobiography of woman healing from mother-daughter sexual abuse)
Take care,
– Faith
I just found this too and while it is an old post, it does it home quite hard.
I can totally relate with Janet on the ma$turbation part of life. And I can honestly admit I’ve been there and done that too. But I never let myself finish and I have tried to several times with no success. I hate that I do it but try as I might, I can’t seem to stop. I know the others hate it and I’m sorry I do it.
See, I am a person living with D.I.D. and have had it since as far back as I can remember. I know I have it as I’m one of the alts within this body. We don’t have a therapist as one of the alts wouldn’t let us tell anyone and has tried to play us off as close to normal as possible all our lives (lives? life?). Even now, we’re living in secret.
Our Fiance (God Bless Him) has actually proposed to 3 of us and has asked the others if it’d be alright if we married (some don’t want to be married and some are too young). He’s been a total trooper through all this and there are days we wonder just how long we would’ve made it had he not been here.
TBH, dunno why I’m posting this. I guess I’m just sick of sneaking around the sites like this and living in secret. Who knows? Maybe someday we’ll be able to come out to everyone else outside of the net. Who knows? *shrugs*
Faith, Thank you for having the courage to make this blog. Thanks everyone else for listening.
Hi, Meeka.
I feel honored that you chose my blog to share.
Take care,
– Faith
Faith,
The responses on this topic has given me incredible amount of courage to also, finally, get this looked into with T
I have parts. My history and compulsion so similar to all the other writers here. I only hope with all my heart that authors I read of who are without T. will someday find that help. I am very moved by all the writings and as always thank-you for another important uncovering from the shadows of child abuse.
Body betrayal is the term to describe our paradox, of this self injury.
As a mom,I think of the neurological connections, a childs nervous system is forming from age one to 12. Then to have within their developing identity to be experiencing victimization, helplessness and pleasure all braided together.
I believe the shame and then isolation we experienced as children is reenacted by this SI masturbation. It is a compulsion, a must do behavior because it expresses the same part or place we were in as kids. The self-degrading that occurs plays out thesame isolationand self-loathing-just like when we were kids.
I believe this compulion is so strong because in the abuseund the dramatic effects of htat braided -pain/pleasure/abuse- was when NO ONE, no human, came to rescue or to validate something very wrong is occuring. No human presence! We were left with a childs mind to process the experience which didn’t occur. It is no wonder self degradation sprouts forth.
Two other comments for my interal spaces.
1. Yes I am aware during the SI, but the tone is so much more frantic than simply pleasure seeking.
2. This particular type of SI is THE only place and time that one or more of my parts can, be present up front. They come forward and be themselves, doing what they did, as a child. That was their function so why not influence the adult to continue this pattern.
3. I am currently fighting off a very difficult bladder infection from this. That usually occurs about twice a year and I always say no I won’t let it happen again…but it does, just like all the other authors have stated. …….But now, open with T. (HUGE step that went very well), I do have hope! 45 years is a very long secret but I never had the nerve!
Hi, Teamwork.
I am so glad that you have broken the silence. You deserve to heal.
Take care,
– Faith
I have been masturbating and injuring myself for years, almost as long as I can remember, I feel the need to claw my breasts and skin, bite myself, cover my face with plastic, and claw at my vagina while masturbating. I have never been honest with anyone about these things. I frequently read erotica with rape and torture, as well as pedophillia between men and young girls, I picture myself as the young girl being tortured and abused, sometimes I die in my fantasies. I am 25 years old, and this is the first time I am speaking out about my abuse. I had my first memories surface around 14 years of age, 2 years after the death of my father, and shortly after I suffered a rape by an older teenager at a party. I didn’t know what to think about these memories. They are of my babysitters husband where my brother and I went from the age of 2-4, I remember only pieces, him taking me on “walks” to the barn to look at the animals alone, I remember him smelling of sweat and dirt, his hands dirty and rough, pawing at my pants, I remember him whispering in my ear while I sat in his lap facing the bright sunlit barn door as he rubbed abd pushed his fingers into me. I remember crying, the animals watching, the shame, and feeling like everyone knew what we were doing in there. I remember one day after a “walk” he caught a grackle that was wounded and cut its heart out of its chest with his pocket knife, and the blood all over his dirty hands, I thoght he would do that to me.
I have been masturbating and injuring myself for years, almost as long as I can remember, I feel the need to claw my breasts and skin, bite myself, cover my face with plastic, and claw at my vagina while masturbating. I have never been honest with anyone about these things. I frequently read erotica with rape and torture, as well as pedophillia between men and young girls, I picture myself as the young girl being tortured and abused, sometimes I die in my fantasies. I am 25 years old, and this is the first time I am speaking out about my abuse. I had my first memories surface around 14 years of age, 2 years after the death of my father, and shortly after I suffered a rape by an older teenager at a party. I didn’t know what to think about these memories. They are of my babysitters husband where my brother and I went from the age of 2-4, I remember only pieces, him taking me on “walks” to the barn to look at the animals alone, I remember him smelling of sweat and dirt, his hands dirty and rough, pawing at my pants, I remember him whispering in my ear while I sat in his lap facing the bright sunlit barn door as he rubbed abd pushed his fingers into me. I remember crying, the animals watching, the shame, and feeling like everyone knew what we were doing in there. I remember one day after a “walk” he caught a grackle that was wounded and cut its heart out of its chest with his pocket knife, and the blood all over his dirty hands, I thoght he would do that to me. I have a 4 year old daughter and I’m currently pregnant with another little girl, the guilt and shame and fear that I carry is indescribable. I find myself angry a lot, my daughters age has made it hard for me to love her (physically, with hugs and kisses) I feel unable to give or receive physical love with anyone, except my husband, but even with him, anything that borders on “romantic” makes me terribly uncomforable.I feel such remendous guilt about masturbating to the abuse, I think what if someone did these things to my little girl, and I get ill, sick inside, I hurt myslef more. I don’t trust any men around my daughter, I hate to say it, but I even wonder about my husband, grandfather, stepson, etc. I love these men, but I feel that they are capable of anything. My days are filled with fear and guilt. About a year ago, my husband found an erotic story I had downloaded, that was about a little girl, age five, and her uncle, it was gra@hic and about rape. He was sick over it, and wanted to know why, I can’t explain, and told him then I have no memories of the abuse, a lie. How can I be honest with him? I know he will still love me, and not think less of me, but I feel so disgusting and sick…..
Hi, Jenna.
I am so sorry for all that you have been through. I am glad that you had the courage to break the silence and share your struggles here. That is a big step in healing.
Take care,
– Faith
Are there people who hurt themselves during masturbation who weren’t sexually abused? Is that normal? Or maybe the person was sexually abused but cannot remember??
Hi, Morikahjo.
I think that it would be more likely that a person who purposely hurts himself or herself during masturbation was traumatized in some way (most likely sexually) and does not remember rather than there being no trauma at all. Most people who were not abused see masturbation as a way of pleasuring themselves, not harming themselves.
Take care,
– Faith
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Thank you so much for talking about this issue. This is probably the one thing in my life that I am ashamed of more than anything. I have been using this form of self-injury since I was 12, and now it feels like a compulsion. I can’t orgasm without pain or without degrading fantasies. I hate myself for doing it, and it feels totally disgusting. I want to stop, and I try, but sometimes I can’t go to sleep until I give in. I think one of the most confusing things for me is that I injured myself sexually before I even remembered the abuse. I just thought I was crazy. But even now that I’ve started remembering, I still feel crazy. The memories started coming a few months ago, and even though I’ve always known that something bad happened to me, I don’t feel like I can trust myself or these memories. Sometimes I just think I’m a crazy pervert for making this stuff up. I mean it just seems like the things that I’m remembering are too terrible to have happened. Even my therapist won’t tell me whether or not she thinks I’m making it up. I just want to know the truth, and to feel validated. Until recently, I had no memories before the age of 10. I have struggled with cutting, eating disorders, anxiety, depression, suicide attempts, and insomnia. I don’t have many friends, I’m emotionally numb, and the thought of ever having sex with another person terrifies me. I want to know what it’s like to be close to another person, but I’m so afraid. I think if anyone ever really knew me they would run the other way. And I worry that I will never be able to have a normal sexual relationship because I can’t experience pleasure without pain. I think I just want to know that there is hope for me. I don’t aspire to be “normal,” I just want to stop being miserable.
Wow. Thank you very much for being courageous enough to post something so incredibly sensitive. Most people are so fearful of even admitting to masturbation that I’m very proud of you for stepping up to this messy and horrible plate.
For me, I found a different but related problem; I have no memory of pain during what happened to me, and no memory of the scarring that took place. I am extremely sensitive to pain and cannot climax if I am in any discomfort. However, the way the abuse started for me has changed how I masturbate; the beginning of the abuse and the parts I recall were focused around me being forced to masturbate in front of someone under threat of public (and familial) humiliation. As a result, it took me years to be comfortable with masturbating in front of someone or even touching my body at all. If it involved another person, if they were touching me, I was generally more okay with it than if they in any way asked me to show them or touch myself. It made for a very bad sex life.
I did resort to cutting, but it wasn’t sexualized, likely because I have no memory of the pain during sex. Despite that, I do have memories of the humiliation and the degradation, and it has affected me. I seek out pornography with depictions of things similar to what I suffered, and no one has ever had the bravery to open up a thread where others could admit they do the same. So thank you. Though I’ve had one instance of talking to someone about how we tend to seek what was first done to us, I’ve always felt like I must be sick or fucked up for that.
It’s difficult, when you’re aroused by rape or nonconsent pornography or think of your own youth as a sexual thing. For me, it makes me feel like I must have wanted it, if I like to think about those sorts of things now. It makes me feel like maybe I shouldn’t be angry about the abuse, because maybe I invited it – maybe I wanted it if I get aroused by it now.
Your post helps to break the chicken-egg cycle a little bit. It’s nice to hear someone else say that the abuse has caused the dysfunction, rather than some innate perversion inviting the abuse.
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Does any sort of early trauma directly effect your sexual needs later in life?
Why do we link trauma with sexuality? Has this been found out?
I have never been sexually abused.. only raped once last year while drugged, I have no memory of it. It seems very insignifigant after reading your saddening stories.
However, I grew up physically abused by my parents, in particular my father. I felt extremely helpless and scared and had frequent panic attacks. For some time I was suicidal, and have had a nervous breakdown.
During sex I crave feeling powerless. I don’t want serious pain.. as described above.. but I want to feel mild pain or discomfort.. and forced and degraded.
I am naturally a very submissive sort of person, so it makes me wonder if it’s due to that.. or because of my past.
But at times I notice direct similaries to the type of sex I like and things that my father did to me.
I don’t know 😦
I had a therapist once but I never told her anything about my parents.. I was embarrassed. Maybe one day I’ll try again.
Hi, Alice.
Any sort of childhood trauma is going to affect your adult relationships. Because your parents physically abused you, you learned at a young age that close relationships were unsafe. Repeating abusive things that your father did to you in other relationships (whether sexually or in other areas) is your way of trying to make sense of the senseless trauma from childhood.
I strongly encourage you to talk with a therapist about all of this.
Take care,
– Faith
Hi,
I just found this tonight. Thank you so much for sharing, its helped me feel less alone. I knew that it happened, I just didn’t realise how much.
I’m in therapy, and this is something which I’ve only opened up about once to one of the my therapists, it wasn’t face to face, It was over the phone. I don’t want to go into too much detail about the type of therapy I’m doing but its in a group which makes it very very difficult to talk about, not because I feel I’ll be judged by these people but because I feel so disgusting and ashamed, and the very thought of sitting there saying what I do to them scares me.
I have no memory of CSA, I’ve had two dreams I was being sexually abused by my mother, I have no memory of this. She did mentally and physically abuse me. I was raped 10 years ago. But even before the rape I thought sex was a punishment. I will force myself to masterbate, until my body can’t climax anymore, sometimes its quite agressive and other times its not. I’ve cut down there after I’ve masterbated a few times. I’m scared and confused. I know that I may have repressed memories of CSA and its something I’ve thought about for years but I can’t remember any CSA happening, not that I want there to be but I feel even more of a freak because If I had been then there would be a solid reason why I do this. I hate doing it. Its not like when I cut other parts of my body, where I feel a release, I feel worse afterwards, this is another thing I’m confused about.
Tonight was the first time I’ve properly done it in a while, I really want to talk about this in therapy but its so personal, and I don’t understand why I am doing it.
I’m also gay, I haven’t had sex for a long time, I never orgasm with a partner, I hate talking about sex.
I’m so confused. And even writing here scares me incase someone reads it and can tell who I am.
Hi Distressed.
I am glad you posted. I have posted a few times a couple months ago, and have not been on this site since then. but i had a sence that i needed to. i was able to talk to my therapist at the time i posted last, and for awhile, this form of harming myself eased up, but this time of year has brought on some lost memories, and flash backs. it is rough dealing with the memories of CSA its heart wrenching. but i can also say that the pain of the memories does eas up and things get better. but until you can actually get to the point to face the memories they wont come to you. but once they do come they will feel unexpected or as if you are flooded with heart ache. you will know when you are truly ready to face. but as for the masterbation it can be i guess a symptom of surpressed memories, just as depression can be, or eating disorders, or addiction. the feeling is shame, but really there is nothing to be ashamed of. a real helpful sincere therapist will not push you away for this behavior, they will stick by you and help you find ways around this. my therapist is great, but it does take time to be able to share this tough subject, i have been in therapy since I was 17 i am 22 now. i started with one, then switched to another, but then came back to the first, i had to choose who i could trust the most. i have been with this therapist for almost 3 years now, and only a few months ago did i share with her this troubled part of my life. although me and my alters tested her to see how far she would go like telling her about me being gay (yes I am) and giving details of a horrifying memory. but she stuck with me and continues to. thats what i mean by a truly sincere therapist will work with you and beside you on this. you will be able to open up about this, and you will overcome this in time…. I am not saying i have overcome this, because i have not. saterday was my last time, and i should go to a doctor, but how can you explain something like that to a doctor? we can over come this… but only time and hard work will show. its extrordinary we were able to block these horrible knowings out for our survival, now its time to get these memories out to do the same. our mind works in weird ways.
Karina,
Thank you so much for replying. I was up most of the night. I worry ALOT, so it took alot of hours to calm myself down, my head is like a war zone and all the stuff was going round in my head the main thought being WHY? I know why I use all the other forms of self injury, and every other one I get something positive out of but this I get nothing positive back from and when its happening I don’t feel like me, I look back a few hours later and think “did I really do that?” Now I’ve woken up and the first thing I thought was how can I tell the person I know I need to call today, I told her months ago. What will she think? what will she make me do? My stomach is churning, my heart is pounding. Its a bit complicated because of the type otherapy I’m doing and I’m too paranoid to say what it is here, just incase. And I was thinking about something and you mentioned it too, did I test her by telling her I was gay, and even bigger why did I tell her that I put her on a pedastal and really look up to her, and why did I choose to talk to her about it and not one of my other therapists. This really freaks me out, conciously I don’t think I’m doing it for any weird reason but what if I am, what if she thinks I am. And I know I’ll need to tell her that part too. I know if someone else answers the phone today I won’t talk to them. Because all bit one are men, and the other is older and I just can’t imagine saying that to her.
distressed,
would you mind having my email address? maybe we can help each other.
we still wont know each other, so it wont be like i find out who you are.
I think we both can benifit from talking to each other, it sounds as if though you and I have similar situations right now. all of us who posted on this blog relate to one another, but i think I relate to more of what you say. if you decide to email me you can keep your name as distressed that way i will know not to delete a message from you and i wont learn who you are. you can write me at horseflypixie87@yahoo.com our lives are difficult and we can always use a helping hand.
I came back to this topic because I need to sort some more stuff out. A lot has happened in the last 6 months or so. I knew I had some of the characteristics of DID but didn’t accept that I had it. I was having severe pelvic pain so I made an appointment. The dr. left the screen up when he walked out and I saw all the diagnoses my t has given me. That and the appointment was really triggering, but it also opened my eyes to some of my behaviors. I have moments where I feel consumed by emotion and often it drives me to behave in certain ways. After that appointment I felt like I couldn’t catch a breadth between the different emotional episodes I have. Sometimes I feel exactly like a baby, I have the needs of a baby. I want to be bottle fed and nursed and held, rocked and talked to by a normal healthy mother -NOT my mother! this is charlie. There is another emotion that consumes me and that is the need to hide, to be safe, I hum a short tune over and over, rock sometiems for hours in the middle of the night. sometimes I hide and I have to pretend that I am dead, safe in a little box where no one can find me. Or I pretend everyone else is dead and I am the only one alive – this is x. X is interesting because she seems to grow as my daughter grows (she is 7), but charlie stays a baby. Then there is a much more violent one. She yells at me a lot. charlie and x scream and cry in general, but pk is pissed off at me. She thinks I abandoned her and the babies. Everything she does is for control and what I learned recently is that she does a lot of the si, but not just to hurt, she does it to bring me back. I have come to understand more about pk as I have just recently in the past few weeks identified Lilly. A few months ago I quit emdr because I started to feel so violent and started putting a knife up inside myself again. I thought this was pk though I knew the emotion and the behavior didn’t quite connect very well with her. I also saw a new image during the last couple weeks of emdr. And that image was, I know now, L. It was her standing in a doorway to a room. She is between the ages of x and pk. I felt scared and sick with this image but thats all i had. I have connected it with other memory pieces – I dont know why I know they fit, they are not continuous. But they do. One is where I am standing beside a outdoor pool and I am in pain because I have to go poop through my pee hole. The other is me telling my mother about the pain and her doing nothing, just staring at me. After I quit the emdr, L seemed to chill out for awhile. Then pk got sick. She is the athlete and I was suffering from anemia and really struggling with the limitations. She got even more sick with the recent doctor apointment for pelvic pain. I drew a picture. A horrible picture. I was consumed with emotion and I had to draw it. I had to release. It was L. and it is a drawing of what happened in that room. I keep beating myself up telling myself this is not a memory. It is a drawing. But then L put words to the picture. and I have started masterbating again with a knife. This is L. She gets off on it. She is very violent and very sexual. I dont think pk is so mean any more. I think for a long time she stood in front of L so I wouldn’t see L.
What prompted me to come back here today was last night I realized that I do something else when I masterbate. I do it every time and I just realized it. I have to hold my breadth to orgasm. Sometimes to the point where I feel like I could lose consciousness. And I want to lose consciousness. Sometimes there is so much pressure I pop tiny blood vessels in my face. L is very strong right now. She just wants to go off. She is suicidal and she is craving the 4-point restraints… I have maintained some control over her. So I know I have it. But when she is present and I am consumed in her emotions, I feel so out of control and the knife comes out and I am just non existent. Everyone is screaming for her to knock it off, but this sometimes just makes her laugh and makes her more wound up. I have told my t about most of this, except the last stuff here…. I dont know. There is so much. Thanks for letting me talk and for sharing all your experiences.
Is it dangerous to go looking for repressed memories when there might not be any?
x
ummm…if there aren’t any there, you won’t find any. no, not dangerous. The group called “false memory syndrome” is not real. it was made up by perps who didn’t want to admit they had perped. FMS cost me 10 years of my life in the 80’s when I had all the symptoms of child abuse but Therapists were afraid to ask – cause T’s were being sued back then for “installing memories”. Nobody ever asked me. They just waited while I was admitted over and over and tried to kill myself over and over – for fear of the FMS people. It later came out the whole group are (mostly) men who have been or had been accused. I am not saying that it’s not possible to “make it up”. that has happened. If you are having symptoms that are making your life impossible, chances are you are NOT making it up. sorry. What do you mean by “go looking”?
Hi, Distressed.
I do not recommend going looking for repressed memories. I have done this before, and I wound up dredging up things that I was not yet ready to deal with. Instead, I recommend inviting those memories to come out. This enables your subconscious mind to sort through which memories you are ready to handle.
Take care,
– Faith
it is the last shame for me. i have worked on healing for a long time. this is the last one I have to face. I hurt myself during masturbation. it’s a compulsion. Orgasm is rarely involved even any more. I use ice inside of me. it’s so painful. it feels so good. it feels so sick. it’s the last shame. i watch oorm although i am really so against it. i watch it till i am so disgusted. thank you for saying “people who sexual self injure have always been abused as children” or something like that. i want to be in denial so much of the past, but my symptoms are so clear. i hate having pain and pleasure so mixed up in my head. I am NOT into SM and don’t want to be. I just need pain. i just need pain. i hate pain. i want a normal life. i am in my 50’s now. deal with this when you are young people, it doesn’t get any better.
I am completely stunned. All of these years I thought I was the only one. Even though I’ve spent years in therapy…there are some things that I just kept to myself out of shame.
Ever since I can remember, I was fascinated with inserting objects into my vagina. Something would catch my eye, I’d save it for later, then put it inside me…paper clips, pens, the nipple of a baby bottle, a plastic cigar case. When I was nine, I read a story in the newspaper about a woman who was raped. At the conclusion of her attack, the paper reported that the men stuffed her vagina with the contents of an ashtray and blades of grass. I immediately recreated the scene and filled my own vagina with the contents of an ashtray and grass.
Why? Why did I do this? At that young age–I came to the conclusion that I was very bad, very dirty, and that I was crazy.
Can someone please explain to me why I would do this to myself????
Hi, Emily.
Your behavior at nine is consistent with the behavior of a sexually abused child. I would talk with your therapist about this.
– Faith
I would like to say that it doesn’t have to be child sexual assault that leads to this. Although I was assaulted as child it occurred only once and was ‘gentle’ and didn’t involve penetration or orgasm. I was however sexually abused by my husband for many years, sometimes quite sadistically. I escaped the marriage a little over seven months ago. In the past month or so I have been, I don’t know, recreating some of the elements of the assaults I went through to bring myself to orgasm, primarily as a way to hurt myself. The combination of pleasure and pain reinforces the shame and self hate I felt over orgasming during the assaults, but it also brings a certain level of dissociation that helps me to put away the emotional pain for awhile. Although I am in therapy I have yet to bring this up, although I have spoken about more traditional types of self-injury that I have used.
So many things are starting to make sense to me now. I remember doing this as a child — even before the abuse started (age 12) … Or at least before I REMEMBER the abuse starting. I don’t really remember too much before then. What if there’s more & I’m just too “chicken” to remember it? I would use the necks of shampoo bottles, hairbrushes, even barb wire. My mother caught me once and told me I was going straight to hell for it. I would say that it was just the usual curiosity & experimentation, but I was too young and it certainly wasn’t “fun.”
I’m only just beginning to understand some of the reasons why I do this. And I was only finally able to tell my therapist about it this week. Sort of. But it’s a start. I’m currently working on PTSD symptoms from 14+ years in an abusive marriage. I was diagnosed DID in my late teens & successfully integrated over a 3-4 year period. So for those of you struggling with the “alter” issues, there is hope. I didn’t have to “kill anybody off” ;o)
But hurting myself sexually is like the last big hurdle for me. It’s like a comfort thing … I know that makes NO sense. But if I’m really stressed out or have had a really bad flashback or get stuck in an awful body memory, sometimes the only relief is if I hurt myself sexually. I tell myself it’s better than “normal” cutting & burning (which I haven’t done in about 7 years). I have enough scars already.
Sometimes it starts out to be pleasurable, but then it’s like I can’t orgasm unless I imagine someone saying horrible things to me. So I say those things to myself and I hurt myself. And I climax, and then I can sleep.
I thought I had processed all of the CSA stuff years ago, but I’m only just beginning to see the connections between things my abusive husband did and things that happened when I was younger. I’ve got more triggers than a crate full of rifles and more issues than a magazine rack in the supermarket.
As a single mom, I don’t always have time to do this. Sometimes I really WANT to (especially bad days make me want to hurt myself more), but by the time I get the kids all asleep I’m too exhausted. It’s never a “quick” thing. I’ll keep going until I can barely move I hurt so badly. I’ve gotten a little better; only maybe every other weekend, but I still feel so ashamed and hate myself for doing it. I’m hoping my therapist can help me figure it out. It’s almost like I don’t think I’m worthy of feeling pleasure, so I have to punish myself. But other times it’s more a matter of trying to block out the physical & emotional pain that’s related to various trauma in my life.
Hang in there, all. You’re not alone!
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Faith, thank you so much for this blog. It is so nice to hear that I am not the only one who does this. That in itself brings a huge weight off my shoulders. My biggest question is though, how do I go about stopping an…for lask of a better word…addiction that has been going on for years?
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[…] is the re-enactment of sexual abuse that I find very difficult to understand. Both Faith Allen and Joellen discuss sexual self-injury, but I find my experience to be somewhat different. The […]
[…] is the re-enactment of sexual abuse that I find very difficult to understand. Both Faith Allen and Joellen discuss sexual self-injury, but I find my experience to be somewhat different. The […]
I did it again tonight. Really bad. I just had to tell someone. Had to throw away a perfectly good wire whisk from my kitchen because I knew I’d never get it clean. Why do I do this? I know I’m hurting myself, but there’s some sort of relief in it. I don’t cut or burn myself anymore because I’m terrified of someone seeing the scars & ending up in the hospital. I’ve been there too many times & NEVER want to go back. Tonight I think the emotional pain was just so great that I didn’t know what to do with it all. But hurting myself like this is not the answer either. I wish I knew what to do with the pain, but I don’t. And it won’t go away. Why? I know how badly he hurt me and the thought of him hurting her in the same way is more than I can bear. I should have known he would. Eventually. I should have been stronger so many years ago and maybe I could have prevented it from happening to her. Now I have such incredible guilt and shame. Knowing what he was capable of (because he did it to me) and just assuming he wouldn’t hurt her too. I hate myself for being so weak. For not being able to get myself out of the situation sooner. And for not realizing that I’d left her behind with HIM, unprotected, vulnerable, and innocent. How could I have done that? I should have just stayed and taken it. At least then I could have been there to protect her. At least then _I_ could have taken it all and maybe he would have left her alone.
So ashamed,
Do you have therapist? If not, I strongly suggest getting one. I would talk with your therapist about options for saving her.
– Faith
Yes I have a therapist, but I’m so worried that if I tell her exactly how badly I’ve been SSI-ing she’ll overreact and throw my butt in the hospital or something stupid like that. I did send her an email the middle of the night last night, but I was somewhat vague about what I’d done. She knows about the situation, about my immense guilt about him touching M too, and she knows that M is presently out of the abusive environment for the time being. But it’s like I can’t forgive myself for not seeing it, for not realizing that the potential was there for him to touch her. The worst part is not knowing exactly what he did to M because she only told me a little and since then won’t talk to me about it. It’s complicated. But yes, I’ve brought up as much as I feel I can with my T. But there’s the whole “mandated reporter” stuff and if she somehow feels I’m a “danger to myself” she’d have to do something about it. And I’m not really sure where she stands on that . . . what she considers “dangerous” . . . etc.
For some reason I seem to think that sexual self injury isn’t as “bad” as other methods of self-harm. Maybe because it’s not as visible? I don’t know. I’m just struggling with finding a way to cope & not knowing how else to deal with the emotional pain.
Hi.
Perhaps at the next session, you could broach the theoretical topic of self-injury through masturbation and ask if that is something that could result in a commitment. (I believe the answer would be no, but I am not a mental health professional.) That will tell her without telling her enough to commit you.
– Faith
I am glad This was posted. Sometime I would get enough courage to tell my therapist but they alway say they dont specialize in that. I fell stuck @ times. I was abuse from ages 4 to 9 by foster parents and no one believed me we I told @ age 13 I don’t know why. They thought I had schizoaffective. Thats schizophrenic and Bipolar put together. I was diagnosed with PTSD when I stopped my med and I was doing better at age 20.I was so drugged up I didnt know what they diagnosed me with. I Never heard voices the just assumed. I masturbated in my room and got punished 4 it in a Psyc Hospital when I was 14. therefore I didn’t tell anyone what I was doing. No foster home would want me if I told . It is scary and hurtful when you have a problem and you have to keep secret so the people that a suppose to help you dont judge you or label you. Then they say we cant help you and change the subject. Thank you for letting me share.
hi Faith!
thank you for your blog and for posting this information. i found it when i googled about having dreams of abusing others. i thought that i’m dangerous because of having those dreams in my childhood and mastrubating. and you told that it can be a reaction towards sexual abuse. it’s so much relief to know that i’m not the only one.
i’ve been taught a lot about childhood abuse in 3 psychology classes this semester, but nobody told me about that reactions.
i asked our school counselor for help but she was always busy. maybe i can get counseling next semester, but i’m afraid to go for it because i have only 1 year left at college and i don’t want to open my issues and then go home struggling alone 😦
thank you for sharing and keeping talking about those things!
Hi, Tentmaker.
Definitely start therapy. You can get a referral next year when you graduate.
Dreams about abusing others are common among child abuse survivors. I wrote about it here:
https://faithallen.wordpress.com/2008/01/17/abusive-dreams-after-child-abuse/
– Faith
Hi Faith.
I found your site via a link on Twitter. What a courageous woman you are!
To have been through so much and to be able to write about it so openly is, well , in my book,
amazing.
What I have to ask may not relate to this topic, so forgive me if I’m on the wrong post to ask my questions.
I was SA for the first time at the age of 5. It was nothing compared to what you went through. I was on my first day at school and a local shopkeeper put his hand down my pants,
fingered my vagina and told me I must never tell.
Amazingly, I had the sense to never go into that shop again.
Skip forward a few years and as a teenager two older men that lived near me used me for sexual gratification, giving them hand jobs, etc. but no penetration. Our family was fairly dysfunctional, alcoholic father and mother and grandmother,
yet they loved us in their own ways.
My problem is that now ( I’ve been happily married for years and have family)
is that I’ve started to have incest fantasies. I dream about my father coming to the side of my bed and me giving him a blow job. Of him coming to my bed and giving me the best oral sex of my life. Of him penetrating me and me enjoying every second of it.
I dream of him calling me Daddy’s girl.
This, worries me so much.
Why has this started now?
Thanks Faith for all your words here.
They bring hope to so many of us.
We are broken people, all.
( I hope no offence is caused to anyone who has been affected by incest or my openness .)
Hi, Confused.
It is possible that you are actually having flashbacks because you are ready to begin dealing with additional abuse that you have repressed until now. Sometimes when your children reach the age that you were when you experienced a particular type of abuse, it triggers the memories. I would talk with a qualified therapist about all of this.
– Faith
Faith,
thank you.
I was thinking that I should go down that road.
I hope I did not offend you in any way.
I admire you so much.
Hi, Confused.
No, you did not offend me. :0)
This is a safe place to talk about the difficult stuff. :0)
– Faith
I’m sorry for commenting on such an old post, but I have a question.
When I was 5, I was thinking about someone being in a lot of pain, and I guess I got aroused. It wasn’t that I liked that they were in pain; it actually scared me. I guess my hips started moving automatically, and well, you know. I started imagining I was that person who was scared and in pain. Since then, I’ve chosen some kind of imaginary scenario, in which I’m terrified and in horrible amounts of pain (the pain has to be in the stomach and private parts), and then I masturbate.
I don’t cut myself down there or anything, while I do it, but I do put a whole lot of internal pressure on the area below my stomach, and sometimes that makes me spot a lot of blood, after I’m done.
I could never figure out why I started doing it, and the whole thing disgusts me, but I really can’t not do it. I feel disgusting after it.
Does this count as the same thing that you’re talking about?
Also, I’m not diagnosed, but I’m pretty sure I have DID (we have internal conversations, sometimes I’m not in control of my body, etc.).
Thank you for reading, and I hope you reply 🙂
Hi, Pepsime.
I would say that what you do is a combination of this blog entry as well as this one: https://faithallen.wordpress.com/2009/09/03/consensual-sex-mirroring-child-sexual-abuse/
Using fantasies that repeat the child abuse is a very normal aftereffect. It is also emotionally damaging because you are continuing to repeat the cycle of abuse consensually. It’s hard to break out of it, but it can be done.
If you are not in therapy, I strongly suggest that you find a qualified therapist with experience working with people who were severely abused as children.
– Faith
Thank you!
I have one more question, if that’s okay…
I keep reading this type of thing: “but the only way to achieve an orgasm is to combine it with pain”
Is it possible to be able to orgasm either way (I.e. the “normal” way, or the abusive way)? Because I can do it the normal way, too. I do some type of painful fantasy more, but I _can_ do it the normal way… is that weird?
Hi, pepsime.
No, it is not weird. It is a positive thing! This means that you know you can achieve it without having to resort to harming yourself to do it, which can make it easier to stop doing it the other way. Many abuse survivors fear giving up the harmful behavior because they believe that the alternative is nothing.
– Faith
Okay, good.
Thanks for taking the time to answer my questions 😀
Oops, I meant to hit reply… sorry about that.
gosh, wow what a blog. I know you don’t need more examples of this but just feel it would be good for me to share, and maybe for readers.
I have and still do at times both masturbate with objects and use them as a source of pain. This follows years of abuse as a kid when male “friends” inserted pencils & encouraged me to think that was normal… when they laughed about using larger items I started inserting bigger and bigger items on my own to “get used” to it so if and when they did it wouldn’t hurt so much. As a kid I thought it shouldn’t hurt and how could I have a baby if it hurt, believing something was wrong with me, I did it all the more thinking this would make me better – I even encouraged other friends to do it! I then discovered masturbation, around my early 20s. Yes of course the pleasure was nice but mainly it helped get bigger objects in – this then linked the orgasm to pain. A female teacher took advantage of my vulnerable state and would also masturbate me a lot. She used to say it was her love to counteract all the abuse in my past – I believed her & still hate myself for such a simplistic trust. As I got older I have continued using large objects to deliver pain sometimes with masturbation sometimes not. Especially when I’m feeling low or finding things hard. HOWEVER, I am in counselling and it has taken me about 4 years to tell my counsellor about this – well about inserting objects, I’ve not managed to speak of the masturbation side. But she’s been great so far and sees it is just another self-injury form like cutting, burning etc. She has enabled me to go to the Doctors and be checked out for damage. For me this was step 1. If any of you are struggling to tell, I would encourage you to do so… pick your person, a good counsellor / therapist or similar is ideal but others may work – even to a helpline first if it helps you speak the words. Don’t feel you have to do all or nothing, for me the gradual approach means I’m healing slowly. I don’t do it as much now and I know the danger signs. It is hard and its a choice which can only come from you, at times I’m strong enough at other times I’m not and all the feelings return – just as many of you have spoken of above. I have made myself accountable to my counsellor and given her permission to ask, knowing she will I find can empower me when I’m struggling as I don’t want to fail her. Maybe something similar will help you guys I don’t know, but I am very glad we can share here so we don’t feel to terribly alone in this. thank you.
thanks.. for everyone who has been brave enough to talk. im too ashamed. i cant. it helped me to read.
Wow. I was just doing a general search on sexual abuse and I came across this blog. Like so many others have said, I really thought that I was the only one and that even my therapist would think I was a freak!! I am in the very beginning stages of dealing with my past and I am feeling extremely overwhelmed and damaged right now. Site’s like this do help, though. At the very least, I know that I’m not alone. Thank you.
[…] Today I am going to talk about a very difficult topic that affects many survivors of severe child abuse, particularly those who experienced severe sexual abuse and/or ritual abuse. The topic is using masturbation as a form of self-injury. People who self-injure with masturbation tend to be women who use objects that cut, burn, or otherwise harm their genitals while they masturbate. I know women who have used anything from knives to hot curling ir … Read More […]
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I am 50 years old and have been hurting myself in this way since my 20’s. I have recovered from the other forms of self-injury I used to engage in. I was bulimic and hurt myself by binging and purging, violent enemas, overdosing on laxatives and diet pills (although I was never really overweight); I used to cut and burn myself with cigarettes, and had been in the emergency room many times in my 20’s. I always lied to get out. The way I stopped all of that years ago ( except the sexual self injury and masturbation) was through OA, the 12 step program. I no longer attend meetings for many years now but still use the program on my own. I have been in therapy most of my adult life; most of it was not helpful except for one wonderful woman in my late 20’s and my current therapist of 4 years. He is amazing, but I could never really talk about this stuff in detail until now, because of you and this site. I read this article and everyone’s brave responses two days ago, and yesterday I got the courage to tell him a lot about the ways I hurt myself masturbating. It is violent and sick and shameful and I hate myself for it, but his response was so wonderful and loving that it was incredible. But I am very scared about all of it. I am going to work on these issues with him and I haven’t hurt myself in a few weeks. But I feel very very frightened. I have only a vague memory of being sexually abused by a male neighbor and his two sons as a child. My father used to beat my brother which terrified me, and there were other upsetting emotional things going on. But mostly I always think (maybe denial which is what my therapist thinks) my childhood was fine. Also, I don’t have DID but I do have two dissociated personalities of which I am aware of. The whole thing TERRIFIES me and I am unsure I can ever deal with this. I am a very successful professional in the mental health field and have a good husband and two wonderful teenagers – they are my life and I have worked hard to be a good mother. But this problem is so shameful and horrible and sometimes I just want to die, although I won’t suicide because of my children. Thank you for listening and thank you even more for writing about this and giving me the courage to speak about it to my therapist and to you. Thank you.
Hi, Andi.
Thank you for telling me how much this blog entry helped you. I am thrilled to know that because of this blog, you found the courage to talk with your T about it. :0)
You have already done the hardest part — you survived your childhood. You can survive the memories, and you can survive understanding how you dealt with the abuse, whether it was through DID or not. :0)
– Faith
Thank you Faith for replying to me. I have never written on a site like this and was checking all day to see if anyone had responded. It really helps me enormously because I don’t feel there is anyone I can really, really talk to about this except my therapist now (and of course I’m not with my therapist 24/7). I re-read your response several times; I have so much denial about my childhood that it is hard to really take in what you said. I always think this whole thing is ALL MY FAULT and I hate myself for it. I am just so, so grateful that I can connect to you and other people on this site and not feel so evil and alone and horrible and ashamed. Connecting like this helps lessen the feelings of wanting to hurt myself.
Thank you and everyone here again.
Andi
Hi, Andi.
As hard as it it, I think this experience is going to help you in your career. It is easy to say, “It’s not your fault” to someone else and really believe it. It is a completely different thing to believe this about yourself. So, I think your focusing on healing this piece is both healing for you as well as anyone else you interact with in the mental health field. :0)
– Faith
Thank you so much Faith and I think you are right. I know I have been helpful to other people in my work and I want to be even more so. Even more, I want to heal and not be so tortured. You and the people on this blog have helped me so much this weekend I can’t even express it. Telling my therapist Friday was truly amazing and a huge step. Ordinarily I think I would have either hurt myself following that, struggled horribly not to hurt myself all weekend, or felt I had to call him all weekend which I don’t want to do even though he is wonderful and always takes my calls or calls me back. It feels very good to have another way of coping besides calling him. Really a huge relief!
I read something on another blog of yours that really really effected me. Someone said “there is a thin line between validation and retraumatization”. I always get so confused because I feel like if I talk about this masturbation self injury stuff with my therapist and read about it it can help me but it also pleases the man (a partially dissociated part of me) by getting my body to get sexually excited which I then feel evil and disgusted by. Does anyone relate to this? I don’t know if I am explaining it right it is EXTREMELY confusing to me.
Thanks so much again. You are a special person.
Hi, Andi.
Your physical reaction is completely normal for a sexual abuse survivor. I, too, will find my body getting aroused by really sick stuff but not from the things that **should** arouse it. This is because all my early sexual experiences were abusive, so my body has intertwined sexual arousal/reaction with abuse. I don’t beat myself up for it, even though sometimes I find it disturbing that my body reacts that way to awful things. I remember that this is not my “fault” — this was caused by childhood sexual trauma.
– Faith
Thank you Faith for all your help. I appreciate it more than words express.
Andi
hi. reading the other comments..i did not come across any that addressed anyone else having been brushed by an abuser with a hairbrush in the vaginal clitoris area until climax. or then being made by the abuser to do this self inflicted masterbation to themselves while the abuser watched. ?? am i alone in this? i can remember my father beginning this abuse with me that would then continue onto rape with objuects and with his penis either vaginally or anally. he also allowed other men.. his friends to watch or participate. i was 6 the 1st time i recall this abuse with the hairbrush bristles to my skin. it was vigorous and painful and course bristles. as i grew i learned to block out pain as he was sadistic in his desire to create ways to hurt me. i developed a mixed sexual compulsion/ message that sex and pain went together. i continued abusing myself with a hairbrush on the outside of my vagina and clitoris until orgasm until i was late 20’s and seeing a therapist. i still have this compulsion to this day and i am 45. is there anyone else out there who had this done or did this to themself??????? malanie
faith, i forgot to check the boxes to notify me of a reply and updates. can u add that. this subject i brought up with the hairbrush disturbs me greatly. more than any other abuse i remember. i am desperate to find out if i was alone in this. i know many of the other things that happened to me were “worse” but for some reason this one makes me feel the most sad, horrified, scared, and disgusted with myself. please post it if you can. and yes, i am in therapy. malanie
Hi, Malanie.
I don’t see a place for me to check a box for the reader to receive notification emails. I think you have to be the one to do it.
I have come to realize that no abuse experience is unique. Whenever one child abuse survivor shares a particular form of abuse, others step forward with their own similar stories.
– Faith
Hi Malanie,
I can’t reply in detail to this – not now. It’s too difficult and doesn’t feel safe enough. But I wanted to reply to you to reassure you: no, you are not alone in this. I can relate and I’m sure others can too.
I (split parts in me, that is) have experienced a similar abuse by the hands of our mother. She didn’t lend us out to others and I was a bit older when this sort of abuse must have started (about 9). But in general I/we can relate to what you describe. Our mother used various bathroom objects that she kept separate on purpose, including a brush. She used them on us and made us use them on ourselves until we climaxed, all while she watched. Yes.
She also kept her fingernails long and sharp and used those to penetrate us.
We still imitate her abuse to climax now. The experience of pain, blood and humiliation is the only thing the body sexually responds to.
Much does still have to be untangled in the process of healing. It all takes time. You will see (as will I, I’m sure) that in time these compulsions can change and transform in more constructive behaviour.
Don’t be too hard on yourself. I understand and can relate to the intense mix of feelings you are having, but don’t be disgusted with yourself for this. Everyone has something that is the ‘worst’ part of his/her story. Faith has adressed these issues well in this topic: https://faithallen.wordpress.com/2011/01/13/how-to-push-past-the-shame-after-child-abuse/.
Take care and don’t despair.
Good luck to you on your healing journey.
chloe, i can understand so totally that you do not feel safe enough to write about this. it scared me to think it and i am unable to speak it. i do not even think i could form words. i cannot “talk” to my therapist about it. i have only written it. of all of the horrors ive remembered…. the fact that i know i continued on self inflicting the hairbrush to my skin until orgasm no matter how much pain it caused and i did it til late 20s and still want to do it. even now as i am writing. i do. i would if i had one. i do not. i cant have them in my home. it is an addiction compulsion and makes me feel utterly crazy and perverse. i know he started it. but i continued it. to me that makes me crazy. but my therapist tells me i am not. i find that hard to believe. i find my memories incomprehensible and surreal. how could they possibly be real? he delighted in finding new objects. it didnt matter what it was. the weirder the better. the more painful to me the better. if he had a “buddy” to watch and participate with him with me.. all the better. and then i wonder how i could have believed ..or wanted to believe my mother didnt know when i now remember the douches ..”to make you clean” she said. and the laxitives she gave me so i could have a bowel movement. i still have trouble with that. i think thts my body remembering. i am sorry this happened to you. i hurt for you. i wrote to thersa too on another subject the enemas ojects one. please read that reply also. i am here. i will listen. malanie aka malandrea
Hi, Malanie.
Your therapist is correct. What is “crazy” is all of the sadistic tortures that your abuser inflicted upon you. Your reaction to extremely sadistic abuse is a very “normal” reaction.
Your compulsion to using the hairbrush is, in part, a way of your subconscious mind trying to understand the abuse. Of course, there is no way to understand the “insanity” of what that man did to you. Denying yourself the hairbrush can stop you from doing that particular abuse to yourself, but the compulsion will manifest in other ways.
The way out of this hell is to find your voice – to talk about what happened. Writing about it is enough for now. As you find support and grow stronger, you will find the courage to talk about it. Talking about it until you no longer feel the need to talk about it any longer is how you heal.
– Faith
hello Faith, Melanie, Chloe,
haven’t been on this blog for a couple of weeks…Faith, i wanted to thank you again and let you know i joined isurvive.org which i read about from you and which is now my lifeline everyday. Melanie and Chloe, you might want to check it out. It is such a helpful, supportive place – no one there thinks you are wierd and for me, it fills a desperate need. It is very hard for me to separate from my therapist and feel safe and calm…in the past (before 3 weeks ago) i would self abuse with masturbation a lot. Now i use the support on isurvive.org and it is just amazing. Faith, you have helped me so much.
Melanie and Chloe, I have done some very disgusting and disturbing things myself – used hairbrushes with hard bristles and combs with rough edges and miniature baseball bats to sodomize myself to have intense orgasms; the list could go on. I don’t have specific memories only vague with some specifics. I always just felt i was a sick wierdo, disgusting person and the only one who compulsively did these things. I too have to keep certain things out of my house to protect myself from using them harmfully. I just told my therapist recently about all this after reading Faith’s article and i am trying to deal with it all. I understand, you are not alone, and my T tells me over and over that there are very good reasons for our sexually self abusive behaviors . Its hard to believe him but i am trying.
Take care, and check out that website if you like,
Andi
Hi Andi,
I just wanted to let you know that I read your reply here some time ago already. I’m glad you found support on Isurvive that seems to have such a strong, direct impact on you.
Until today I confused Isurvive with the MDSA website (who ask a contribution for becoming a member, which, though not much and might definitely be worth it, isn’t something I can’t afford to miss right now.).
Anyhow, I just registered on Isurvive and look forward to share experiences and support with people there too.
Thx for the encouragement. I appreciate.
Hi, Chloe.
I have been a member at both places, and both are good. I left MDSA when the fee system started — not because I didn’t think the site was worth it but because I had mostly moved past my mdsa issues by then. I was mostly there to support others, and I didn’t want to pay a fee to continue — I was doing plenty of that at Isurvive.
Isurvive is free and has a broader range of support. Anyone who is specifically struggling with MDSA might like the more private nature of that board. The fee wasn’t much when I left.
– Faith
New to your blog, a friend introduced me to it. Amazed by your courage and honesty. Thank you for posting this. Put things inside to hurt and climax, gives some kind of release, bit like the release from burning. No pleasure really. But feel like just i’m hurting myself more, doing the abuse all over again, making everything even worse. So ashamed. Can’t imagine being able to talk about this with our therapist. Can’t bear to write more, but thank you to all those who wrote here, helps to read and know we’re not alone.
not alone. you are not alone.
Hi Chloe, Malanie, B and Faith,
Chloe glad you found isurvive and i hope its helping you. it continues to be my source of support on a daily basis. Malanie, i think we are friends on isurvive i have a different screen name there but i remember when you joined and i was the first person to respond to you and we help each other a lot. Haven’t seen you there in a few days, hope you are OK. B, you are NOT alone. Maybe if you can’t tell your T you can print this out and bring it to him to read – i have done that when i feel too much shame. And why don’t you check out isurvive.org – its a wonderfully supportive place. Anyway just checked in here, feeling a little alone and needy. Hope you are doing well faith, i think of you often with a great deal of gratitude.
Andi
Hi, Andi.
Thanks for checking in. Easter weekend can be a huge trigger. I, myself, had a very rough weekend. I wrote about it last night, but it won’t post until next week.
– Faith
Hi Faith,
thanks for your response and so sorry you had a very rough weekend. will look for your post. i had an extremely bad day which i can’t write about now – too tired and upset – worst day since i first connected with you. may post about it tomorrow on isurvive after i see my T. My name there is recover.
Hope you feel better, you are always so helpful to everyone and i am sending those warm supportive thoughts back to you..
Andi
Hang in there, Andi.
– Faith
thanks so much faith i am trying. posted on isurvive and saw T this morning, trying not to go back to that terrible place.
hope you are feeling better faith.
Andi
ANDI/RECOVER-HI.. im here. my computer didnt work for a week or so.. got internet working now again. i posted on isurvive site too. you are a friend and i value you immensely. i think of u even when i dont have the strenght to write. let me here from you. i hope you are not SI and are talking with your therapist. and trying to grab moments of peace. fleeting as they can be. be safe. i am here. i am ok. thankyou for asking../// AND..FAITH….HI,, im glad you are back. you were missed on spring break tho i hope you relaxed some. its hard to relax for us i think…hard to ‘learn to relax’…as a kid always waiting for the next bad thing to happen. i strive still for relaxation and peace. i definately havent found it. i find i am ‘stuffing ‘so many emotions now after the last really horrible nitemare that ive allowed in. i hope that makes sense. i have fragments of memories of dreams in my waking hours and an occasional flash of a picture 9memory0 in my head. sometimes..simple ordinary stuff. sometimes not. but all im doing at the moment is stuffing it all down and only harming myself with doing that. my health sucks with anxiety and chestpain and high high b/p. i want to open up an deal with more but the last time i did when i went to the show (silly i worry about sleeping as a coping mechanism..would be easier than this trauma im putting myself thru to just talk to my gf hionestly about all i figured out that happened)…anyways..since then and her not so positive response and i felt like i was ridiculous and seeking attn and overdramatizing. all of which i know are records of voices of abusers playing in my head…but i still find myself in this hole ..this trap of cant cry or scream or tell the secrets outloud (too shameful..what if she leaves me. doesnt believe me. is appalled turns away in disgust. simply doesnt understand…the ‘what ifs’…???) /im so stuffing my emotions i cant find breath at times and panic and desire to feel dead (meaning simply go thru the motions) and hurt my own skin to feel. because that feeling i can control. i eat. i starve. im snippy and on occasion even callous and hateful with words i say or think. its nothing outrageous or even noticiable to others. not really. people have finally quit asking me if im alright. i appreciate that. because ..no. im definately not alright. but im kind of stuck. and too scared and anxious to move. or cry. or scream. ive remembered an overwhelming amount of abuse that is incomprehensible to me. i find i still do not want to believe it. it hurts too much. my sorrow is huge for that little girl. and i feel all that dirt on top of me and garbage in the dump which is my heart and the zoo of memory in my mind ..all the noise and trampling animals…are still there and causing a painful headache. and with that h/a my b/p is about 150/ 110. the 110 is not good. oddly…i kinda am soooo tired but i beg for and wait for that ‘bus’ to come along and take me out so its not my own freewill…but on the flip side of that i dont want a stroke or a heart attack to kill me. so i must want to live. but i want to feel again. even the hurt. the horror. but the last circumstances so traumatized me. what kind of a father rapes his daughter while she is standing doing dishes at a kitchen sink and then punishes her after for not getting the dishes clean enough ? and, what kind of a mother sends her daughter back at 17 for child support knowing what surely will happen? and what kind of daughter goes and doesnt fight. / i have remembered a biblecamp i went to when young one time. i dont know why i remember it suddenly or if its good or bad. but it sneaks into my thought. i dont like it. / i wish i had a good friend to watch my slides of my childhood with. i dont. i miss my best friend who passed away a year ago. she would have understood this. / i love my girlfriend…but all of the sudden im afraid to speak of my abuse for fear il be overdramatic or not heard. and i in turn am also afraid of intimacy. being physical. im afraid il cry. or talk too much. and i just feel so overwhelmed. and alone. and closed off. even here..i wasnt planning to write so much….. always.. malanie P.S. CHLOE AND B.- Havent found you on isurvive but hope you are both ok. i am malanie on there also.
i have been struggling a long time with this. reading on this site and hearing others struggles of similar things has helped me feel less alone in all this. i do many self harm acts involving recreating the incest and prostitution i was part of at the hands of my father. i am in therapy and also struggle with DID and a severe eating disorder, and have finally found after many years of treatment, a therapist i trust a lot.. i have shared a lot but the one thing i never thought i would ever be able to share was the s*xual self harm, and because of your blog, and honesty and courage odf so many others i opened up to my t about it at our marathon session on saturday and was so relieved to not be shunned or made to feel any more disgusting than i already do, so much shame is involved. i just wanted to tell you that you truely are helping people heal, thank you fir your courage.
Hi, little h.
Comments like yours are the reason I write this blog. I am so glad to hear that you opened up to your therapist about this and that you are now able to talk about it with him or her. :0)
– Faith
it is so interesting to read all of your stories. i have self-harmed myself sexually for years and i never understood my behavior. i know that something happened to me when i was younger but i cannot remember. last fall i was sexually assaulted but i think that event triggered old memories. i still punish myself and i dont know why. i like it when men hit me and degrade me and i dont know why. i feel like i deserve what i am getting. when i fantasize about rape i hurt myself sexually to punish myself for those thoughts. im trying to figure out what happened to me when i was younger.
I found this thread today and it amazes me that it’s still going strong after almost three years. Truly, this is a very serious and very silent problem and I think the shame is even greater because you’re doing it to yourself.
“The self-injury is a symptom, not the cause. If you had never been sexually abused, then you would not feel a compulsion to self-injure through masturbating.”
I don’t know if this is true, but I sincerely hope it is.
Oh Jesus, oh God, I just remembered. Like, right now. I know what happened and I’m sobbing and my nose is running and it’s such a relief because I always thought there was something wrong with me, that I was just born wrong and that’s why I did the things I did. Still, even what I remember isn’t enough to excuse my behavior. It was only being pinned down and kissed and maybe felt up by a male babysitter when I was in kindergarten.
Anyway, this part I’ve known for a long time: I was raped when I was 14 which led to a pattern of being the victim of domestic violence, sexual assault, more rape, and so on, but long before any of that happened I already associated pain and shame with my genitals. I inserted objects, the more depraved and painful the better, and deliberately did the things that made me feel the most like a monster. I masturbated in front of pictures of Jesus. I made my dog … lick me. I used the rough sides of hairbrushes and inserted knitting needles into my urethra. I drew blood all over my vagina with red lipstick and masturbated to that in the mirror. I stuck things in my rectum and I didn’t do any of these things because they felt good, just because they gave me a rush of vicious satisfaction. Some of this goes back to when I was probably around 8 or 9, around the same time I was diagnosed with labial adhesions. I always figured I had just reacted poorly to the doctor poking around my privates. After that I thought I was deformed down there anyway because no one bothered to explain.
After the rape it got worse. I paradoxically wanted to feel sexually attractive but not have sex. After two years of abstinence I was date-raped and after that I went on a self-destructive bender, sleeping with nearly a hundred people in a year– again, the more they revolted me, the better– and did every drug I could get my hands on. Once I got picked up while hitchhiking and driven out to the middle of nowhere where I gave the driver a blowjob because I was pretty afraid and didn’t know how to say no, and then he drove me back to town and threw 35 bucks at me and I took it. I figure that makes me a whore.
I’ve had a few relationships where people have pressed me to tell them how many people I’ve slept with and I don’t want to talk about it, but they pester me until I tell them. Then later when we fight it’s, “You’re a whore! You’re a f*cking slut!” I had a fiance who loved to combine physical abuse with sex and I was literally too terrified to leave. Now I’m 35 and I don’t date. I don’t want to open up like that again.
Even now, many years later, the most sickening things turn me on. It revolts me. Scenes of pain, injury, death, rot… I don’t understand why I’m like this. I’m a very compassionate, very loyal and decent person. I think sex is a good and beautiful thing and I desperately want to be whole and love my body. I have a teenage daughter and I’m afraid I’m screwing her up by trying to protect her from what happened to me, or setting a bad example by being so neurotic about relationships.
I have never, ever, ever told this story to anyone before. I didn’t realize other people were so angry and messed up that they mutilated themselves during masturbation. Since I don’t remember any childhood abuse, or hadn’t remembered ANY until the beginning of this post, I thought I was just born wrong and sick. I’m afraid to talk to my therapist about any of it. I can’t bear for him to look at me and know what I did. I can’t bear for anyone to.
Hi, Lisa.
Speaking out about this is a HUGE first step. Recovering one of your childhood abuse memories is a second HUGE first step. I applaud your courage. :0)
As you are ready, consider printing off your comment, or at least the blog entry, for your therapist to read.
– Faith
Hi Lisa,
just want to tell you that i too have done these horrible self abusive things to myself masturbating (as i wrote about above), and that i have very vague and little memory of sexual abuse. my T has told me that i still have a lot of denial about being abused, (which is absolutely true, i think it is all my fault) and that when i accept that i was, as i am ready i will probably have more memories. Somehow after he said that i felt better. i don’t know but i will keep working with him. He always tells me there are very good reasons for my behaviors, whether i know them or not, and that it is not my fault.
also, i read somewhere that having medical experiences like you describe can be very traumatic for children and can also result in PTSD and self-abusive symptoms. And the sexual abuse you describe is not a minor thing either, it is “enough”. It sounds like you had a lot of trauma which can all add up and impact you in complex ways. it is not your fault. Somehow i can say that for you but it is so hard to think that for myself.
thanks for sharing, and check out isurvive.org, it is an awesome helpful place to share and get support.
Andi
please, lisa, look to ISurvive and read under compulsion/dependence. look for my posts. you are not alone.
Hi Faith thanks for writing this article, Reading all the other comments has made me feel a lot less self-loathing for doing these things to myself.
Thank you. 🙂
But do you mind if I ask a couple of things? I know you’re getting a lot of questions but if you have the time could you tell me what you think?
Okay so to save time I’ll ask the questions in this message…here I go no holding back.
So, I masturbate… A LOT; I do it mostly when I’m frustrated or upset. I don’t hurt myself necessarily but I hate myself the hold time, start crying and picture myself getting abused.
I don’t understand why I get all… well you know when I’m upset. Does that have to do with being abused? Or am I just weird…
Oh and a little off topic but I’m just a teen so I know that I’m going to be… well sorry for being blunt but horny with all the hormones and what not but is it normal to touch yourself five times in one day? And is being overly sensitive an effect of being possibly abused or being hormonal or both? Because I’m also very sensitive…. with girls and even more so with boys….
And whatever is the cause of being sensitive is there ways to calm it down?
Well that’s all I have to ask sorry for the long message…. @.@
Hi, Kolbey.
I’ll answer your questions in a blog entry. :0)
– Faith
I was also self injuring myself while masturbating, when I was a teenager. Sometimes I want to do it again but I think it’s stupid. I feel so ashamed of what I have done. And now masturbating is compulsive.
I have done this, masturbate rehashing things that happen to me. My granddad touching me at age 8, my brother making me BJ at age 3 and he was 10. Age 6 neighborhood boy father that touched me. Thats all I remember but I feel it has effected me more than it should have. I have half sister that went though much more and she seems to be doing much better(maybe cause she went though more therapy than me lol). I don’t know I just feel stupid for letting it take over my life. I seem to obsess or think more about it ever since my ex cheated one me and I left him. I guess maybe just combining more “men” to “f**king me over” and my ex was just to much to keep all the previous emotion of what I think of men down.? I now where I even fantasize about things happening to me worse, like my granddad not only just touches me, but in my thoughts get worse, he rapes me, calls me names, just makes me feel like the scum of the earth then I orgazim..wtf is that about? He didn’t even do all that…yet for some odd reason I crave this total dehumanization of it all? I hate it, I hate how I feel when I’m doing it, I hate it after I do it, I feel like a very sick sick person.
Geez. everything about sex is so horribly embarrassing. i have to hide under a blanket to even talk about being a girl. once i mentioned that i occasionally masturbate. can’t possibly tell therapist i do THAT. can’t even type it. geez, i am a prude.
i am a messed up kid (uh, i’m 38).
been at the therap thing for 20 years but can’t talk about the sexual abuse. i just keep burying it farther.
then m to block more out.
i’m viscious.
advice? besides don’t be such a big chicken?
Hi, Chickenpeople.
My therapist told me that we heal from trauma by talking about it until we no longer feel the need to talk about it anymore. You don’t have to start with your therapist. You could write about your experiences at http://www.isurvive.org, which is a message board for child abuse survivors. That’s what I did. The more I wrote about what happened (using an alias), the more I healed. Also, by being well-received on the site, I gained the courage to talk to my therapist about it.
– Faith
This all fits me except I wasn’t abused as a child. I came across this blog while trying to search for an answer why I can’t orgasm without hurting myself.
I’m 22 years old now and I started self-injuring when I was 15. I’ve been on Prozac, Zoloft, and Klonopin and have seen many therapists for my depression. I haven’t hurt myself out of anger or sadness for about 2 years.
Somewhere along the line I got the pain mixed up with sex and now when I masturbate I can’t orgasm unless I hurt myself. For example: choking myself with a bandana, cutting myself, piercing my arms/breasts with needles, scratching, or pulling my hair. I feel bad because it’s like relapsing with my old behavior but if it’s for a different goal is that okay? I feel like I’m alone and crazy. I masturbated after watching Texas Chainsaw Massacre (The Beginning).
I don’t even have the words for saying anything write now. I am just glad I wasn’t the only one who did that.
My head is reeling…….I have done this for years,, and its such a relief to suddenly discover I’m not alone, but last Wednesday something happened to me that has left me so ashamed I don’t know how I’m gonna get past it.
hi. i have not posted in awhile. malanie here. i am still struggling with many si issues. i still cannot have a hairbrush in my home. my therapist and i do not know if we will ever get past this. its a huge hurdle. i have been very confused and hurting lately. there has been so much to cause me to want to self injure. i am safe at moment. am good today. therapy today. my email is **deleted by Malanie’s request** if anyone ever needs wants it. i hope that doesnt get erased (please. please) and my friends find me. i do think we are safer and healthier together…we need each other. much love always. safe in corinthians.
my name got messed up…malanie not malandrea…blah blah blah. please post all of my comment faith
Hi, Malanie.
I fixed your name in the prior post. :0)
I did leave your comment as posted. Please be careful with sharing your email address. Since readers can contact you directly, I cannot screen what might be emailed to you. Be sure to delete anything inappropriate immediately and don’t get sucked into a dialogue with anyone you don’t want to interact with. That’s what I do. :0)
– Faith
faith. thanku. i will be careful. it mattered that a couple people can reach me if need be or wanted. i appreciate it very much. sometimes in life we weigh what is most important. i am reading your posts and following your new topics. still struggling. its been a long long long year and i dont think it will ease soon. but, isurvive has helped and still in therapy. i will post here more often if okay with you? thanku again.
Hi, Malanie.
You are always welcome to post here. :0)
I gave you that warning because other readers have had issues through email. Readers need to understand that I cannot be responsible for dialogues that readers choose to take off the blog.
I am glad Isurvive is helping. That’s what got me through my healing years. :0)
– Faith
Left my first comment here a few weeks ago but still struggling. I recognise I do this to eliminate sensations which are just intolerable and after seeing this blog realised this is a form of self harm and I don’t want to do it any more………but how do people get rid of these feelings if I don’t do it. I don’t know how to shake it and its so terrible.
Hi, Sam.
My therapist said I needed to learn how to “be” with the bad feelings and let them pass through me rather than try to push them back inside. Someone else gave me the analogy of the fire hose — No matter how powerful the feelings and emotions (the high pressure water), I am hose, not the water, so I won’t be swept away by them.
– Faith
I know it is an old blog 2008 so sorry for jumping in
We really wish we could get control of these crazy fxxxed up times when we go down the avenue of masturbation as self harm we do well for a time and then we go all out to cause as much pleasure which is really pain (and then we reach the place of orgasm we will never ever reach with sexual partner) The terrible sense of worthlessness we feel is unbearable.
Oh the awful heaviness of the sickening feeling of self hate rises.
Then the guilt, the shame, the pure ugliness of what we have done hits us. The absolute disgust takes over then we go into hiding from everything good, God will spit us out and toss us in the fire thoughts.
We once told out therapist in a round about way and she said your actions are very understandable but nothing else was said.
Maybe I wanted her to say you sick person not sure. Suppose unless I face why there will never be an end to it
Sorry if too much please remove if you need to. I just wish I could be honest more often with this form of self harm.
anon
Hi, anon.
You can be more honest with this form of self harm. You took a big step in posting this comment.
I used to believe the breaking my eating disorder (binge eating, which has plagued me since age 11), was impossible to break, but I was wrong. While I am still susceptible to emotional overeating, I have not had a binge in a very long time. :0)
– Faith
Thank you Faith, really do respect and appreciate your strength and honesty. We know this is one place to go to get reality and not rubbish.
Well done with the eating disorder.
Can we ask when you do succumb are you absolutely gutted? Do you stop after a momentary relapse or is it a full 100% energy into it.
For this self harm we go 100% into it often end up in need of medical assitance.
Then the lying, deceiving we go through with the knowledge the medical team are highly trained and know this was a self harm situation. We just go ahead and deny it making it look even more bad
anon
Hi, Anon.
I have learned to go with the opposite reaction. I recognize that I am binging because I am in pain, and I give myself permission to binge with no guilt. That takes the wind out of the sails. Self-compassion is the antidote.
– Faith
Hi Faith
Thank you for the answer.
I suppose that is the way to try to go forward not to be guilty . We find it so very hard but suppose one step at a time.
Like I said we did once bring it up in therapy but also ran away from it at the same time. The T seemed unperturbed and I think she wanted us to expand.
But for us it is the sheer guilt and shame of even saying what we do.
I do not know but it at times feels as if we are indulging in the act of masturbation as a form of abuse to get the result we would have when a child.
How bad is that!
Pretty sick really
anon
Hi, anon.
I don’t think it is “sick” at all. I think it makes perfect sense. You are self-abusing the part of yourself that was harmed in childhood. The direct link makes complete sense to me. It sounds like it makes sense to your T as well. I strongly encourage you to raise the topic again with him or her. Perhaps you could print out your comments from here and show them to your T.
I understand feeling immobilized by shame. I went through this with the animal rape. I was not ready to deal with that form of abuse when my sister accidentally triggered my flashbacks on this. I couldn’t look anyone in the eye. I questioned whether that was the abuse that made me “not human” and beyond repair. I had to build upon all that I had already learned. Being sexually abused by my mother did not change my worth, nor did being raped by men. I had to step out in faith that even animal rape did not have the power to take away my worth.
Talking about it with a friend and my T helped. If they could look me in the eye after knowing this about me, perhaps I wasn’t beyond repair after all. It really helped to build upon what I had already learned. Once I overcame that hurdle, shame lost its power over me. You can do that, too.
– Faith
Hi Faith
Honestly thank you very much.
I will print out these comments and show T we never even thought of that at all. I really do need to discuss this with her even just so I can look at myself and work through some of the reason I go to this form of abuse to us.
We really love your honesty and compassion Faith.
It would be so good to just get this out in the open. Stop hiding this would be so helpful and even in a way beginning a source of healing, to hopefully one day stop this terrible onslaught on this body. The shame is so heavy at times feel like a fraud because of the abuse I do to this body.
Thank you Faith of okay would you mind if we kept you updated we go to T Friday and hope and pray we show these comments and work on this with her.
anon
Hi, anon.
Yes, please do let me know how it goes. I am sending you lots of positive thoughts and energy. :0)
– Faith
Hey, anon.
I predict big things for you at your session. This doesn’t happen to me often, but sometimes when I respond to a post, I feel an amazing “surge of energy” for lack of a better term. It is kind of like spontaneous, long-distance Reiki. That just happened when I clicked “Post Comment” to you. :0)
– Faith
Faith
Thank you such encouragement. I will hold on dearly to your words and response to when you clicked onto Post Comment, the T session is Thursday morning.
We have printed the comments we made. Also written down a few other things regarding this form of abuse. Including some of the effects it has on us.
We have never ever even acknowledged this with words before (apart from the quick statement to T some time ago) but to even put pen to paper has been strange for us.
anon
Hi, anon.
I am so proud of you! You are a courageous warrior. :0)
– Faith
Hi Faith
Thank you so much.
As the time draws near we are shaking and a billion reason why not to say anything.
The absolute shame of admitting not just this but what we actually do. I must let it out.
We will take these comments and the few others things we have written and place them down and ask her to read them.
I pray for the strength to be open, clear and as honest as I feel safe enough to. How do you tell someone face to face that we place electric wiring inside of us to receive electric shocks to masturbate and achieve orgasm. Oh dear how depraved does that seem.
We really need to put this down for our own peace and part of our healing.
I know this is the right thing to do.It is the only thing to do.
We know we are at the moment stuck because of the vicious cycle. The terrible shame we experience when we do this.
Faith we will let you know how we did.
anon
Hi, anon.
You can do this! I know how hard this is for you because I keep getting surges of Reiki energy whenever I read one of your posts!
I went through something similar with deciding to tell someone that she was becoming a good friend. I know that doesn’t even sound in the same ballpark to you, but for me, just the **thought** of saying those words to someone (this was before therapy) caused me to have panic attacks, diarrhea, hyperventilating, etc. As hard as it was, I forced myself to do it and then had a huge binge (eating) immediately afterward. My courage to push through my very deep fear was part of what propelled me toward healing.
The harder it feels to do it, the more you need it. Self-hate fights hardest when it is about to be defeated. Your breaking the silence with your therapist is going to shatter your shame in a powerful way.
You can do this!!!!!
– Faith
So this is a very strange time. I am still reeling that I am not a freak or anything terrible and that this is a normal reaction to the truly terrible things that happened to me. I am working hard on the idea that I am a conduit through which these feeling pass rather than being the feelings themselves, but however much I accept they are a byproduct it doesn’t make them easier to cope with them and eventually the MUST be eliminated…….for my survival………and I only know one way to do that. How do I change this? What do people do to stop themselves? I hate myself for being so weak.
Hi, Sam.
I’ll write my response as my blog topic for tomorrow. :0)
– Faith
Hi Faith
6.30am here in UK and we are up showered, dressed and waiting for T the time of appointment is 10am so we have a few hours to wait would you believe it could not sleep through the night constant stomach cramps and sense of shame overwhelming at times but we are prepared and not turning back
think we will spend it by writing more down
thank you Faith
anon
Hi, anon.
Good for you! I am in the States, so if my calculations are correct, you are meeting with your T right now. I hope things are going well.
– Faith
Dear Faith
We started with saying we need to discuss one of our forms of abuse and my reasons were I just could not take the shame of it anymore.
I then put the comments and the 2 pages of what I felt we needed to say on the table and she sat very quietly reading and occasionally looking up at me and asking if we were okay.
At first I felt like running and the body cramps I was experiencing were terrible she then saw I was becoming unbearably uncomfortable, she came over and asked if she could sit by me,(keep in mind Faith I had never ever before wanted her to touch me, be near us, never ever made eye contact before, she has been my T for 2 years or even look at me to be honest) and I said yes please she then asked if we wanted to hold her hand whilst she finished reading what I had written. I did first time ever as well.
It was amazing she just knew I needed her to do this and it gave me such a sense of acceptance and normality.
I started crying I just cant believe I cried I have not ever cried before maybe when I was very small but never as an adult.
Suddenly my T started crying with me and it was amazing I could feel such a strength coming through it was so overwhelming for a time. I felt as if I could not stop crying it was not shame tears but I believe and feel healing tears. I hope I am making sense
T said I had been very brave and showed great strength in bringing this today and she said now you and I can work on this in the open no more need to hide it and allow the shame to overcome you.
I asked what should be my first steps
First step she said I had done it today in telling.
Faith it felt so right when I started to cry it was as if the beginning times when my abusers had forced me to masturbate using things or they did it to me but used terrible things were being faced.
Faith I know it will be a long painful road ahead but such relief someone in 3d knows and has not looked at me with disgust or called me names. I could actually see she was so proud of me. Her words were so encouraging and not discouraging at all.
My T has asked me to keep writing about the forms I use to allow it to be released with her present.
T was 3 hours this morning I was so pleased for that time.
Faith I cannot even put into words how I feel about today it has been such an amazing time although very painful but also very healing. I am not alone with this dirty shameful act anymore.
I could go on and on Faith thank you so very much for giving me the encouragement and courage to do this.
Believe it or not Faith I was getting to a point of totally giving up and ending it all because of this continual form of self abuse.
Now I have someone here and in the real world who understands and wants to walk along this road with me.
I do not feel any distress from telling T or any guilt.
Amazing that is all I can say. I am just so astounded for a start about going ahead with telling and then crying.
I am sure you understand about the crying Faith but I have never ever ever cried (except when very small) and in crying it also brought healing. So much accomplished in T probably the first time I have ever felt such confidence in t or even liberty
Sorry going on and on
Thank you again and again
anon
Hi, anon.
Now you made me cry (in a good way!). :0)
I am so happy for you!! Yes, I tell my son that tears wash away the pain. Tears can be very powerful in healing. My deepest healing has always come after lots of tears. There is power in releasing all of the pain inside.
I had an idea how hard it was for you based upon the Reiki surges I kept getting whenever I responded to one of your comments. I don’t know how much you know about Reiki, but the person giving the Reiki is just a conduit. The one doing the work is the receiver. The receiver uses the Reiki master to tap into the universe’s energy and draw energy for wherever it is needed. I am not a Reiki master, but my own Reiki master “opened my channels” to it, so I have been able to serve as a Reiki conduit for a few years now. Only rarely do I feel a surge of Reiki energy over the Internet, and it has never been as powerful as it was with you. I am honored to have been a part of it.
I always said that this blog was worth the effort if it helped one person. This one conversation has made the blog worth it. :0)
– Faith
Hi Faith
This blog is fantastic and your honesty has been what has given me the strength to do what I did today.
I know very little about Reiki but what I experienced today was amazing. Such a release of pent up bad secrets.
The tears were like a waterfall it was so healing. Never experienced such a release like that before.
We feel very tired now but it is a good tired. Not a worn out wretched feeling but a good one.
Thank you Faith for making this possible for us. Your blog is without doubt very much worth it :0)
thank you
anon
Thanks, anon. :0)
– Faith
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Glad you linked back to this from https://faithallen.wordpress.com/2011/11/01/new-book-sybil-exposed. Did NOT know anyone had covered this ‘previously taboo’ subject. Did know I had engaged in this as a young-elder teen, twenties. WON’T go into all of it; let just say … nope, can’t say that, either. Lets just say I hurt myself bad. I do know sometimes I have to fight off certain temptations. Self-harm is no good. Made us/makes us not like sex sometimes. On the flip side: we want it sometimes. That punishment to make us feel good. (Not sadism; that’s a different thing; and not machovinism – we are very much into believing pain and sex don’t belong together.) Not knocking the S&M crowd; just saying – it’s not for me. But then again: we have done it to ourselves. So go figure. It’s a tangle of worms.
(grr, struggling to try to mention … sigh. Can’t.)
Anyway: there’s a man for ya. Does something he can’t admit. LOL, will punish ourselves later for this thing. Using a wet noodle or something. But the memories are hard. Little boys weren’t meant for that sort of thing. And yet sometimes we want exactly that pain – even more of it – than we went through. Hurting us some more. Ourselves doing it to us. But we will resist. Have to. It’s for our own good.
(sighing).
why does it have to be so hard sometimes? (feel like crying again – but won’t. Can’t. Because we are a man and you are not allowed to.)
And thus go “The Days of Our Lives”. Again.
First let me say that I am a man. I was emotionally and sexually abused as a child by two different people – one sexually, the other emotionally – for many years. Yes, I have had a lot of therapy; but, nothing has ever worked. One psychotherapist even told me, that he could not believe that I have lived this long (i.e. I have not committed suicide). I have engaged in compulsive masturbation since around 12 years of age. I cannot have normal sex with a woman. I learned early in life, that I could be intimate with a woman for about three times then a “horrible feeling” would overcome me and just the thought of ever being with her again filled me with disgust. I was/am considered attractive and when I was in my 20s and 30s I had many, many, one-night stands. At first I though this was great that so many women were attracted to me; however, when I finally realized that I could sustain a relationship, I just gave up on life. I still engage in sex but only as a “mood altering drug.” As soon as feel emotionally close to a woman, I lose all sexual desire for her. However, I now refuse to have sexual intercourse; preferring other forms of sexual activity. However, it has to be with strangers or someone I know that I will never see again. I have never had a friend — male or female — and I know know and accept the fact that I will die ALONE.
It does not have to be this way or so I am told. It both saddens me and is validating unfortunately about being a man among men who driven to turn the various reenacting forms of sexual physical and emotional self harm. For me it has been 40 years of turning to this behavior when I step beyond being on the edge. I have posted here before but this is the first time I have found a man post. While I turned to isolation from the outside world only to feel safe at home or when I am in control I did manage to and still do have a family. It just happened and I was lucky. I really do not have much to say. I have been sitting on edge mentally knowing what comes next. I find myself reading about it. Dissociating to porn wanting to be the victim. I do not know if anyone can understand porn for me is used to both a getting off sometimes and others preparation myself, dissociate without pleasure to accept what MUST happen for me to atone for something that I do not even know. It is just out there waiting for me to accept I am disgusting and deserve pain.
Just know you are not alone in this. I appreciate that faith spoke these truths and experiences so that I could find that I am not alone in this. Of all the various websites that discuss Self Harm more are accepting that we men too have these experiences. Sexual self harm as well as male childhood sexual abuse are only now in these last few years spoken of out loud.
I am a woman who has found herself on the receiving end of men who were sexually abused and continue to use women abusively and blame their childhoods for their behavior.
While I understand that you are suffering, it is wrong to hurt other people becuase you are hurting inside.
I have met men who hid their abuse from me and blamed me becuase they felt like garbage after they had sex with me.
I have met men who expected me to “play the molester” with them in order to keep a relationship.
There is no magic wand that will change the way you feel.
**edited by Faith**
Tara & All — I don’t typically edit a comment other than to place a trigger warning. However, the last part of this comment was unsupportive and likely to trigger others. I didn’t want to “silence” Tara by removing the entire comment, so I have left the first part of it.
Tara — The primary focus of this blog is to be supportive of people as they heal from child abuse. Please do not compare one person’s trauma with another. As you can see with this blog entry (https://faithallen.wordpress.com/2011/11/10/child-abuse-as-traumatizing-as-war/), even war veterans place child abuse on the same level of trauma, and being raped is, in most cases, much more traumatizing than surviving a car accident. There is nothing that **I** embrace about being a “victim” of child abuse, and I (along with many of my readers) work very, very hard to overcome the trauma. ~ Faith
Dear Tara
Firstly I am so sorry you have been on the receiving end of the abuse you describe. Its hard to know where to start to reply to you and I have no doubt Faith will say exactly the right thing to respond fairly and supportively to what is clearly the pain and damage you feel……..and have not yet fully understood.
I was a child who excused her parents all her childhood, believing because they were depressed/scared/abused themselves this exonerated their behaviour/abuse . It wasn’t until I was an adult with children of my own I began to challenge their behaviour (in my head….I would NEVER have challenged them directly) because it suddenly struck me however damaged or hurt you are, you still know the difference between right and wrong, and they chose, ultimately of their own volition, to take the path they knew to be wrong in abusing/permitting my abuse.
You are therefore absolutely right in your comment that it is NOT ok to expect you to play a role that makes you feel uncomfortable or abused.
You are also completely right that there is no magic want that will change the way we feel……as indeed there is no magic want that will change the way you are clearly feeling even if as yet you haven’t truly understood your pain.
You describe a group of people who are ‘obsessing over the details’. I had no choice. I didn’t choose to obsess over the details, the damn memories came at me and bit me and attacked me and undermined me during the day when it interrupted every aspect of my life, and every night when my abuser came to get me. I would wake up with him in my bed, years after the abuse stopped, and it would take some minutes before I would wake up sufficiently to realise I was an adult, and not a child still being abused. I even ended up sleeping in the corner of the bedroom on the floor sitting up, because then when I woke I would realise I was sitting up and on a carpet and therefore couldn’t be in bed with my abuser and come back to the present more rapidly.
I have fought to recover from the abuse I underwent and the destruction it wreaked on my life, and I’m afraid the reality is the only way you can move forward from this (in the absence of a magic wand) is to actually take the time to ‘obsess over the details’ with the best conscious adult head you can muster and really really examine every nuance and detail till it bores you to death and ultimately allows you to consider it with an adult critical head. Only then can you place it in the correct ‘folder’ in your head where it is neatly ‘filed’ and won’t keep flying in your face every time the ‘filling cabinet’ is opened.
I don’t know what your experience or background is, but you assert:
“Plenty of survivors of worse–like car accidents and war injuries move on with their lives…………You dont see blind or parapalegic people crying in their own shit for the rest of their lives”
In my world (emergency services) I see exactly that. Whilst many people do survive as you describe, the number of depressed/homeless/mental health patients with exactly the background you describe is shocking. Post traumatic stress disorder does not discriminate and many are indeed left “crying in their own shit.” as “care in the community” deteriorates into what we call: “don’t care in the community”.
The people who survive are generally the people who were lucky enough to get sensible counselling/treatment before they reached the stage where they threw in the towel, and what you see on this blog (I’m not sure how many entries you’ve read) is a plethora of people who are trying to do exactly what you describe. They are trying to find a way to allow those memories to settle in a safe place where they no longer dominate their every waking and sleeping moments.
Tara, you are clearly suffering, in just the same way we are, and I wish you the strength and wisdom to face it, confront it and never allow anyone, whatever their excuses, to hurt you ever again.
Take care and be kind to yourself. If you can, be kind and gentle to others who are hurting too.
Hi, Tara and Sam.
I have temporarily removed both of your comments. I don’t have time to review them in detail right now, but there were parts of that conversation that could be triggering to others. I need to sit down and decide what trigger warnings to add and/or editing is needed. Then, I will republish them. :0)
– Faith
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I edited Tara’s post and left Sam’s post as-is. It is very unusual for me to edit comments, but I want to keep this blog a “safe” place for child abuse survivors. ~ Faith
My name is Greg B, I am a 22-year old male that resorted to masturbation throughout my teenage and young adult life. As a child, my mother suffered through Anger, OCD, and bi-polar disorders, traumatizing my childhood through physical and verbal abuse.
What started out as normal, curious behaviors during puberty, masturbation became a unhealthy coping method for my anxiety. I masturbated in my bedroom, hotel rooms, dorm rooms in college by myself and in front of others.
When I graduated from college, I entered into a depression and held two jobs that I was not happy with and I took my anger out on my family. A college social worker that I was seeing regularly in college recommended I receive professional, clinical help to cope with what took place growing up, how I responded, and where I stood with myself.
It is inspiring and admirable to read this blog and the other stories of others. It takes great courage to initiate a blog, but I thank you for it.
This blog has been one of the most important to me, along with the one about AR. I was reading Sam’s comment above, and I agree, many people try to move on from abuse. For me, I thought I had dealt with all my childhood issues fifteen years ago during some intense therapy. It was invaluable to me and helped me face some things that ordinary therapy had not. However, a number of things have brought me back to a state of unbalance, and a realization that there is a great deal more I have to face. This knowledge isn’t even a decision; it’s a compulsion. I would give anything to forget about it and be happy and live my life without looking for information constantly about people who have lived through what I have, or who have grown up in total insanity, searching in vain for an explanation that does not exist. Suffice it to say that the survivor in me is a driving force, seemingly separate in terms of her own sense of timing and being driven to understand. I had no idea that I had blocked out most of my life — I still do it.
For me, my job (I don’t want to give too many details because I have learned it’s a small world) has started to trigger a great deal. I am a prosecutor and I deal with the worst crimes. I thought I could handle it, but too many of the stories are familiar to me and are evoking things from my past. Sometimes when I read a new file (case), I am unable to even leave my home for several days. This is not a choice. I was/am a successful professional, and I am being rendered unable to function almost, although I am attempting to conceal this from my colleagues.
Self-injury has been one of my long-term coping mechanisms, and therapists have attempted to label me a “sex addict”, a term I refused to accept. How can someone who is not promiscuous, doesn’t have random sex, or do risky things (involving others), be a sex addict? I think child sexual abuse often creates sexual compulsions to masturbate to the point of injury to ease the pain, because we frame the world through sexuality, which seems normal to us (my abuse started when I was pre-verbal).
As I have started remembering things, my searches have taken me from academic research, internet blog research, and even searching through what would likely be magnets for perpetrators. I have done this in order to find people who may have experienced what I did. I thought my experiences were completely unique. I remember seeing my mother have sex with our dog when I was a young girl. I was always creeped out by her, and am even more so, although now she is an elderly woman. My mother also has munchausen’s by proxy (sp?). I suffered terribly at her direction (her father was a surgeon who died, and she had to be surrounded by physicians constantly). I was the tool she used to get that fix. I have horrendous urinary tract problems/pelvic pain syndrome that almost drove me to suicide last year. I am convinced all of the painful procedures that were done to me created my condition.
I apologize for taking up so much space, and I realize I may have gotten off-topic here — I feel like I am vomiting up my garbage. I do want to say one last thing (hopefully): my therapists for years have hinted or indicated I was sexually abused, which I denied. I was well aware of the beatings and verbal abuse, being shaken until my teeth rattled and I started hyperventilating (my father). It was only within the past two years as I began to remember being asked to bathe my father when I was 6 through 8 years old at my mother’s insistence, seeing my mother naked, seeing her save bloody kotex for some unknown reason, seeing the dog thing . . . those things I KNOW are true, many other things are just fragments and dreams. But I suppose that does qualify as sexual abuse. The constant urinary tract infections and procedures and pain I remember for my entire life, even when in diapers, all of the weirdness, I think I am now accepting even if there is nothing more, that qualifies as sexual abuse.
Do others who are sexual abuse survivors or survivors of munchausen’s by proxy (mothers who make their children sick or delight in painful procedures being performed on their children — mine all surrounded suppositories, laxatives, and urinary tract stuff) or who witnessed beastiality with their mother also feel that was sexual abuse?
Thank you for reading and for any response. I am having a very difficult time coping with this right now. I am grateful for this blog.
Hi, LK.
Yes, all of that falls under the umbrella of sexual abuse.
I understand your struggle with the label. I was suffocated until I passed out and had to have mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to regain consciousness. Nevertheless, I have a tough time labeling myself as a physical abuse survivor because I wasn’t slapped around or punched with bruises and such. However, I think that most people would say that being suffocated almost to death qualifies as “physical abuse.”
Sexual abuse encompasses being forced to watch porn or live sex, even if you weren’t touched. The sex can be with another person or with an animal.
Side note — If you recover memories of being forced to have sexual contact with an animal, it is NOT “bestiality” because you did not consent. I use the term “animal rape” because I was raped by an abuser who used an animal to perform the rape. Other people call it “animal sexual abuse.” Whatever you label it, if there was no consent, it’s not bestiality.
Just in case you don’t know this, the younger you were when the abuse started, the more likely you repressed some of the memories of those events. I had NO MEMORY WHATSOEVER of any of the abuser other than some comparatively minor emotional abuse, and you can see how many traumatic memories I have recovered by reading this blog. The answers are all inside of you.
You might find the following article helpful:
Click to access ChecklistJuly2004.pdf
– Faith
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So, I saw a violent porno when I was four or five. Tried to act it out with another kid my age at the daycare. And I lived in an alchoholic family and spent alot of time by myself in my room or in my closet. I masturbated all the time growing up, not just part of my bedtime ritual. Part of my bedtime ritual was makebelievin bad things happened to me or that I ran away and incoroporating masturbation in there somehow. Sometimes I also or either rock back and forth or sucked my thumb. This is what I have dealt with all the way into adulthood. I’m free from a lot, but feel like I could get swallowed up with it all again and acutally am being sucked back into it again. When I was little I fooled around with kids my own age and am afraid I might of bullied one. Feel really bad about that. I dont remeber anything bad happening to me though, just seeing that bad porno.
Another thing was that I thought growing up if I mimicked what I thought sex was it would be more pleasurable for me, so I started inserting things into me. I was always afraid that because I inserted just about anything that I would get cancer or that I would make myself infertile and never wanted to go the womens doctor because I thought they would knew what I was doing. I dabbled in pornagraphy too and tried cyber sex once. I finally lost my virginity when I was 27. The third time I had sex with him, where I orgasmed in sex for the first time I had a huge panic attack.Was with him for a month, he was an evil dude, and was turning abusive. AFter having sex and my partner being out of my life. I tried phonesex and that was stupid. So I met a stranger from the internet in my own apartment and we did stuff but we didnt have sex, he didnt want to because he said he didnt have a condom. I didnt care if he did or not but he did. After he left I realized that I didnt want to have sex with just anyone because that hurt my heart too much, I wanted their to be love, but I also knew that I self-stimulation would never be enough. I havent had sex again.
And weird stuff started to happen after that. I would do something or use something or just do it over and over again, that it would really hurt and I would be in pain, even tears but I would keep on doing it to orgasm, then thats when it was really weird. I cried out to God what the hell is wrong with me, am I raping myself. Such a weird betrayal to my ownself. I have made myself get a handful of bladder infections because of the stupid stuff i have done. I also got my ex to come back, but it was only a onenight stand to my disapointment, and he almost forced me to let him have anal sex with him. Then sometimes, because I did incorporate pain into masturbating not on purpose it just happened, I looked that up on the internet and they said it gives you more pleasure so I tried some painful things on purpose and that only confused me more and made me feel more ashamed. Aslo one of the things I did, I horrifed myself and disgusted myself and almost puked.
Anyways, I am in therapy now and just started to talk about these things and my insurance ran out. Then this really alarming thing happend a week ago and again last night. I was just normally masturbating not using anything and my whole pelvic area went numb, somewhere far away I could feel myself touching myself, but I also couldnt feel anything at all like I was parlyized. But I still could orgasm. Freaked me out so bad the first time, I started crying, praying hyperventilating. I called a friend and didnt cut.. Two days later, I decided to masturbate again to see if it was just a physical problem or if it was some sort of dissocciation. My physical worked fine, but I Felt guilty afterwards and cut bad on my thigh. Went the next day to my doctor cuz my wounds were deeper than usual and needed help with them. My doctor convinced me that YOu cannot break down there and it was just dissociation. That made me feel better a little bit. But last night it happened again. I went numb down there while masturbating but could feel the orgasms. I freaked out so bad. Because then I really thought I did break down there and I couldnt live with that or go get treatment for that because that was too embarrasing. But than all of a sudden I thought about cutting, that I should just cut on my pelvic area and genitals because I cant feel there and couldnt stop thinking about that. So I left my house and walked to the er so I wouldnt do anything bad. I managed to talk to the nurse but only cried when the doctor was there. The doctor said that our minds are very powerful and that is what happened, that my body is not broken that you cant break your body. All I know is I still feel like I could of broke my body, they dont know the things I have tried doing to it. Right now I just hate that part of me and am confused. Cant go in for therapy for a little while longer until my insurance gets worked out. I can go to my general doctor though. but I dont know what good that would do. I know eventually for peace of mind that I will have to go to the womens doctor but I think that would be too triggering to me right now. Too much shame and too much owning up to my whole story.
Has anyone else went numb down there while just masturbating normally, not harmfully? Do you think its physical or or mental/dissociation kind of thing. Do you hate your body parts. And is it possible to slowly own your story by sharing it a little by little in therapy. tonight I just want to not be me,
and not have a story. ARghhh
Hi, Lacey.
I added trigger warnings to your comment. You did nothing “wrong.” This is just to let readers who are in a vulnerable place know that reading your comment might be a little intense for them. :0)
I am so sorry for all you are going through. I am surprised a doctor would say, “It’s just dissociation,” because dissociation to that degree is not a “normal” state of being unless you have been traumatized. There is no “just” to it. I understand why you are so freaked out right now. Your reaction is normal.
I see numerous red flags for a history of childhood sexual abuse. I am not a therapist and cannot diagnose you — I am speaking as a fellow childhood sexual abuse survivor who knows what it feels like. Until I started healing in my mid-thirties, I had NO MEMORY WHATSOEVER of any childhood sexual abuse. This is actually common for children who suffered ongoing and severe trauma beginning at a young age.
I have a few references for you. The first is an article, which you can find here:
Click to access ChecklistJuly2004.pdf
Ignore the word “incest” in the title. When I first read this article, I felt “normal” for the first time ever. I thought all of these symptoms were unrelated. It was like looking in a mirror.
My other two recommendations are books you can purchase online:
Survivor to Thriver manual:
http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/survivor-to-thriver-manual/588019
The Courage to Heal:
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0061284335?ie=UTF8&tag=bloolotu-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=0061284335
You are not alone, and you are more “normal” that you realize — You are “normal” for someone who has experienced trauma like my readers and me.
~ Faith
Hi Faith and all,
New here and so glad I found your blog. My decision to heal began a bit over a year ago with confessing what I remember of my abuse to my husband and cutting all ties with my family. I actually thought that by confession, that would be the end of it. I’d get better. And I did for about ten months. Right up until Thanksgiving when it hit me like a tons of bricks again. I ended up finding another blog (similar to yours) that spelled out everything I was feeling and pointed me toward a real roadmap to healing. I want to feel better and I’m willing to do the work.
Unfortunately, doing the work has brought up the old demons again, one of which you and so many others have described in this thread. While I remember being molested while I was fairly young, and I also remember abuse in my teen years, I do not recall any reason that I would be so inclined to self-injure during masturbation or fantasize torture in order to have an orgasm with my beloved husband. (Uh, he is in the dark about this part thus far. He just thinks he is great in bed and I am super easy to get to come) The thought occurred to me in the last month or so that this is not the greatest thing. IN fact, after sex, I feel like I missed out on the good parts. I feel unfulfilled even though I achieved orgasm or several. I know it’s wrong and I want to change this.
What I’m wondering is, does the need to self-injure in regard to sex always point to something worse than the molestation (that wasn’t violent0 that I do remember? I’m beginning to believe something much worse than I remember happened to me.
Thank you for this site!
I feel like I become them like I raping my own body with objects
Ok. Good news: I am not bonkers. Bad news: apparently I have a more major self injury problem than I thought. Now how on earth am I supposed to stop finger-raping myself without switching back to cutting?
Hi, Erica.
See if this blog entry helps:
https://faithallen.wordpress.com/2010/02/17/how-to-stop-an-addictioncompulsion-of-self-injury-through-masturbation/
If not, feel free to post further comments. Others who have been there can provide some advice, and I can also blog about the topic more. This blog entry gets a lot of traffic, so hopefully someone with experience can help if that blog entry does not. :0)
~ Faith
Hi,
I have never been abused but I find the only way I can become turned on is to inflict pain on myself when masturbating. I am 23 and been having sex since I was 15 but have never orgasmed from a man or any kind of intercourse with a partner, only through gradual increases in self inflicted pain (usually though using knives ‘down there’) then rubbing blood into myself. I have confided in a friend when drunk and she dismissed it as harmless kink but I’m scared of seriously hurting myself physically and confused as to why I’m like this. (i tamed it down for her but still…)
Sorry to comment on a thread about sexual abuse when I have not experienced it but I have never heard of anyone doing this before or read anything about it online. I have been reading these comments for the past few hours and I am amazed by everyones honesty and bravery.
I am ashamed that this is the way I am when I haven’t been through anything to justify it like the people commenting, but I just don’t understand where it came from. It doesn’t feel harmless as it is stopping me from having the kind of relationship I want. I never have sex unless I have had a drink and even then I detached myself from it. It makes it impossible to be intimate with a man like I want when during sex I’m so detached and I cant share the things that turn me on because they are so humiliating.
I am currently on anti depressants and have suffered from phobias and anxiety all my my life. I know that in reading this it will sound like I’m in denial about something but there honestly isn’t any point in my childhood where something could have happened! It jst doesn’t make sense.
Hi, Phoebe.
You might want to check out this article:
Click to access ChecklistJuly2004.pdf
I had no memory whatsoever of my childhood abuse other than comparatively minor emotional abuse until I was in my mid-thirties and started having flashbacks. However, the profile provided in that article was like looking in a mirror. I had all of the red flags of child abuse, just no memory of it. This is common for people who endured ongoing, severe abuse during their early years of childhood, typically beginning before age six.
I am not telling you that you were abused. Only you know the answer to that. I am just telling you that your symptoms of sexual self-injury, depression, anxiety, and phobias are consistent with a history of child abuse. I am not a therapist, nor am I trying to diagnose you. I am speaking to you as a child abuse survivor who truly did not understand why I was so “fundamentally f@#$ed in the head” for most of my life because I had repressed numerous childhood traumas.
~ Faith
Is it possible for a man to be sexually abused? In adulthood? By a woman?? His own wife!?!?! At the age of 42, after 4 children ?!?!?!?! When my wife told me I wasn’t “good enough” for her (read: I’m a fail in the size department), I fell into a deep depression which had physical effects such as: 20kg weight loss, anhedonia, and other problems. It took me 2 years to partially recover. Ever since then I “get relief” by imagining her with someone superior to myself – masturbation. It’s self-harm and I am compelled to do it. Get relief by getting off thinking of my wife with someone who “satisfies” her. I hate it. It’s self-hate and self-harming and I can’t stop it. Self-destruction. It’s been 10 years now. I feel broken, lost and hopeless. I’d leave and find someone who cares for me but it would mean a custody battle. Can’t do. Tragic.
Thank you for what you have. This really is the best article I’ve read
I just started masturbating with a burning curling iron. It seems to have coincided with my stapling my arms and labia. I don’t know why this is happening now. I’ve never been able to climax without bleeding. I have to feel pain to orgasm, but I’ve never had to hurt my genitals in this way. I’ve always been a self-mutilator. I don’t want my fiance to find out. I don’t know what to do.
BB –
I’m also a self-harmer, but not with my genitals. I’ve looked all over for something relating to sexual pleasure from self-harming. Not cutting my genitals, as I’ve seen a lot of online, but self-harm such as arm cutting or hitting. I haven’t been able to find anything. Until I read your comment. Am I understanding right that you feel sexual pleasure from self-harming (not genitals)? Because I do, and I feel like the only one 😦
**triggers**
I’ve been reading these blogs and feel relieved that I’m not the only one who does this. I have the compulsion to pinch my clit, pull my hair out and put pegs or clips on my pussy while I masturbate, (I do other things to, but these r the most common behaviours). It’s not as bad/ physically damaging as cutting or burning urself down there, but I know it’s not healthy, and what I think about isn’t either. I replay the times I was violently raped (@ 12 and 14), and of spending my teens letting anyone fuck me because I couldn’t say no. I spent two years trying to change and value myself more (19-21), and now I’m in a long term relationship, I feel like I have no release by living this ‘normal’ life, and often have panic attacks and anxiety that I’m going to sabotage my relationship, to get back to what I’m used to: being a lonely slut. The mild pain of having sex with out foreplay (when ur dry) or asking for anal sex r the only times I can sort of trick my bf into hurting me. I still haven’t told him about my urges but he knows about the abuse and rapes. I’m too ashamed to tell him about this and embarrassed! I’m seeing my therapist but I haven’t told her much at all… I really find it hard to open up to any body. But this isn’t face to face n easier to talk with others who experience the same as me.
Wow, I never thought any one would be talking about things like this, I am 54 years old, male and have been deal with this S.S.A. for better than 30 years, three suicide attempts and untold acts I’m still to ashamed to speak about … This still makes me sick inside yet I haven’t been able to keep myself from this self abuse so,so, ashamed !!!
Did it again today, I’m sick of my self … what can I do to end this … self impaling is discusting but the urge seems to come out of nowhere … help !!!
Hi, Dave.
Although my guess is that the SSA feels like the problem, it is actually a symptom of internal pain that you need to heal. As you heal the pain that is driving this behavior, you will feel less of a need to engage in the behavior. I strongly suggest finding a qualified therapist with experience in working with child sexual abuse survivors.
~ Faith
I have to respond while I feel I’m in a moment of clarity … Thank you for your apparent lack of judgementality and consitent response … Thank you for the simple truth … I feel I will eventually speak with my new therapist and psychailtrist about this when or if I become more comfortable with them … Am dealing a recurance of Major Depressive Disorder and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder among other things … And I am feeling that this will no doubt all come out in the wash … Again, Thanks, Dave
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Thank you, first of all, for giving everyone a venue to say things they wouldn’t know how to say anywhere else.
I am a survivor of one episode of child sexual abuse and two sexual assaults as an adult. Of those, it’s the last that plagues me the most, as it was incredibly violent and went on for hours. I dissociated for a good part of it – the memories are splotchy, and it took me 15 years to recover many of them. I remember in the moment being surprised that things that should have hurt me, I barely felt at all. I just wasn’t really there for much of it.
That’s haunted me, and it bothers me that I can’t recall all that happened. Since the memories have started to come back, I tried to force the rest of them to follow suit. I’ve done that by thinking about it over and over until maybe a blank is filled in.
I think to protect myself from feeling the terror associated with the rape (I thought I was going to be killed), I started to masturbate to the memory. I substituted physical pleasure for emotional terror. I eroticized it to keep myself from re-feeling that horror.
I’ve been very “good” at not feeling the terror. In fact, I rarely feel emotions at all. If I choose to (and I rarely do) to tell someone about my rape, I can talk about it cold and matter-of-factly. I will be much more emotional talking about a pet of mine that died last year, or the day I was laid off. But my rape? Nothing.
I think my eroticizing the terror of rape has become a form of self-abuse. For one, it has overtaken my sexual world. I don’t get turned on by any other idea now. I don’t like that. I don’t feel I can easily relate to my partner anymore. I want desperately to be like she is, able to become aroused at romantic fantasies.
Two, this fleeing from emotion is keeping me from processing the actual feelings. I just have a gut-level intuition that the only way forward is to really go through this, to feel it, to remember the horror, to remember what it was like in those moments when I didn’t know if I’d live to see another sunrise. It’s so much easier, so much nicer to replace all that with an orgasm. But like a drug, it is an addiction and maladaptive. I know I have to give it up.
I don’t mean to say that I’m glad to find others who are coping with the same kinds of problems. I wish no one ever had to. But I am glad to know I’m not alone.
I was very glad to read this. To know im not the only one. Though I do find it hard to admit I was a victim, I was only 7, yet I feel like I am partly to blame because, I didnt stop him, I didnt move, I pretended I was sleeping, until he stopped and went to sleep. I only remembered the sexual assault 3yrs ago, in I find I have periodically been sexually harming from then in. I do see a therapist but I still have such strong compulsions.. I just want to be normal, my abuser, is going along with no repurcaions, that I no of. Why does it still mess with me.
Faith-
This is a difficult subject for me but I feel a need to write to you. Things in therapy has hit a hard spot. I do self-injury by cutting my wrists and injury my genitals until they bleed. See blood made the abuse stop.He didn’t stop until I was showing blood. Sorry for the graphic details. My therapist is very good and are working through this difficult time but I can’t talk to anyone about this because they don’t understand. I broke the news to my husband over the weekend about the self injure and suicide thoughts are he was surprised but is trying to really hard to help and understand. Can you give me any advise on this for me to help me through therapy. My coping skills have went to the dumps expect panic attack. If I could just deal with it would be bearable but you have to go on living at the same time. I’m seeing my therapists daily right now which has helped tremendously. Then am put I get an upper resp infection and get put on high doses of steroids so I can breathe. Problem is the prednisone causes mental/mood changed in the individual while on the drug. I’m so impulsive I can do anything with out anyone knowing. Any advice would be greatly apprecaited. Thank you for such a wonderful blog to say how you really feel when no one who haven’t gone through similiar situations don’t really understand what you are going through. Have a great day. Hope your endoscopy goes well or fines something easy to fix.
Thumper
Thumper. Just writing to let you know that i heard you. That i understand and relate. I struggle with this also. .My father would ask “does it hurt enough?”. . I would have to measure my answer guessing as to his mood. It was a hell of a wsy to try to live as a child. Now remembering massive memories from different veiwpoints (other selves). .some liked the pain blood. . Others feared. Some still want pain.. Pain and sex got dreadfully mixed up. I myself find pain an outlet for intense emotions like anxiety. Trying to have better coping skills. Seems i stop one negstive harmful behavior and move into a different one alot though. I wish i knew how to tell you it can be better for you *today*. .i wish we none had to go through this.
I do KNOW it gets better as we talk about it. Speak. Keep speaking. Writing. Let tge fear and anxiety and anger be what it is. .We have to walk through each memory and not shove it down. We dont heal shoving it down. It does get better. Dont isolate yourself. .Keep tslking to your husband and on here and ISurvive website is a wonderful understanding and caring world where people will listen.
I hear you. I understand.
hi all, this is the first time im writing this in a public format.
when i was growing up, i was molested by my uncle, and i ended up liking it, afterwards, i was molested by my grandfather this all from an age span of 7-13 years old. now my parents never knew what happened, and at a point i hated them, because how was it possible this was happening under their roofs but they somehow didnt know? also, i was always afraid of telling my parents, because they were the type of people who physically and emotionally abused you but didnt know or didnt care they were doing so. well i never told them because i knew down to the letter that they wouldnt believe me or somehow it was my fault.
recently i turned 26, and although im coming to grips with what has happened, i feel such self loathing sometimes, and other times i feel what i am doing feels right. my parents found out i was molested when i turned 24, and my father made it feel that it was my fault somehow, that because i enjoyed it, i wanted it, my mother is in complete denial, she still venerates her father, like nothing ever happened, and my father chose to believe his brother over me. i felt hurt, to the point i wanted to and tried to kill myself, when i woke up the next day i just say f**k it and i wont give them the satisfaction.
but really what has been bugging me is that i since that day ive been masturbating and having orgasms only when i think about being rape, and im talking about gang banged, raped by my father though he never touched me, at least that i know of, of my brothers raping me at the insistence of my family, of my uncle completing the sexual act of penetration and i still want more, in one dream im completely tied up and there are like 50 or so men and they are constantly raping me, but what has me more bummed out that im dreaming and orgasm myself as if i was a child, not an adult, and the more twisted the dreams and images, the harder i come. i feel shame, and hopelessness, because ive never been in a relationship, ive had sexual encounters; one night stands, fuck buddies (excuse the language), but never an actual boyfriend, and it hurts, but also with these sexual encounters ive never orgasm-ed before, and i really only had one whenever im thinking of this. now i dont go consciously thinking i want to get raped, but that i wanted to be raped when i was a child.
its just hard, because theres not really a place i can go to and talk about this, i think my mother was abused herself, but because of her generation its taboo to even talk about, i cant afford a therapist, and i wouldnt even know where to search for an online support group. i also never gotten pregnant, though that may be the fact that im obese, however i always dread that if i do have a child with all these emotions swirling around me rage, compulsion, that i might end up like my parents and be abusers, and hand my child over without me realizing it to the hands of other abusers. im terrified, since ive never had a relationship, i cant talk to my significant other and try to see if someone will help me out, i just have sex, get some satisfaction but never completely, i finish myself off then its off to the next guy. my family all knows, but what has me even more terrified, when i confided in my brother and he told me he had a dream or rather he felt it was true that when he was three i had molested him myself, but as hard as i try i dont remember, in my heart i dont even have an inkling of what he saying is true…but what if it is, not only have i screwed up my life but ive screwed up my little brothers life as well, i wouldnt be able to handle that.
i dunno i just wanted to vent, and if you guys read my stories i appreciate it, i just felt that it was time for me to unburden myself, the funny thing is i have forgiven everyone who had a part in what was done to me, but i cant help but feel if i have forgiven myself, it doesnt feel that way.and what makes the whole situation worse is that out of my extended family im talking about 50 females in the family not older that 30, somehow my uncle and my grandfather at least that i know of has never molested them, but i was the lucky winner of that. i just appreciate you guys for reading, and to help me out and give me some tips on how to move forward, and open my heart.
Hi, crazyasever.
An offline friend could not afford therapy, but she was successful in finding someone willing to work with her on a sliding scale, so the cost was nominal. I wouldn’t give up on that option. There are therapists out there who are more concerned about helping people heal than in getting paid. (You are more likely to find those if they are with a charitable organization that helps offset the cost.)
I recommend that you read through the “Survivor to Thriver Manual”:
http://www.lulu.com/shop/morris-center/survivor-to-thriver-manual/paperback/product-588019.html;jsessionid=F0596F3BABF97341A96CBBCDEEF2C51D
This can help you even without a therapist.
~ Faith
Hi,
I was abused severely as a child, mainly by my dad, but by some of the neighborhood kids who were older than me, too…
I’ve been stuck masturbating since, I hate myself everytime I do it, I have sworn to myself a million times I would stop, but I never do…
I also self injure, not in a sexual sense while I masturbate, but rather cutting and burning myself when upset etc…
I cannot afford a psychologist, but I can’t do this anymore…
Please help??
Hi, dame_kuchiki.
Reading the Survivor to Thriver manual is a good start:
http://www.lulu.com/shop/morris-center/survivor-to-thriver-manual/paperback/product-588019.html;jsessionid=1F0749DA4388B8326074318BF57C5794
Don’t give up on finding a therapist. Some work on a sliding scale.
~ Faith
**triggers**
Does anyone have problems with their alters raping them or forsing them to have sex with people they dont like, arent atracted to or are causing them pain….?
I do it regularly to myself… I currently have a partner whome one of my alters just went off on(lectured) for not paying attention to who exactly he was having sex with… and its kindof a mess, and it really sucks… because he is so good to me but he isnt always aware of the changes, i change so fast… I cant seem to always control who is sexualy pressent, and most of the time whose haveing sex or masterbating are usually doing it just to emotionally and sometimes physically hurt me.
Ive had alot of problems in the past with sleeping with people that could potentially be great friends or who i met only 30 minutes before… (actually my record for getting someone to fuck me was 4 minutes, and that wasnt a good thing) Even when i knew it wasnt ok i’d do it, and then imediately afterwards “go crazy” and somehow make them forse me to leave to never want to see me again, which seems to be my other alters trying to protect me from doing that with them… but i dont know.
I definately fantasize about being thrown agaisnt walls, having my clothes ripped off and being raped. I also fantasize about being sexually examined by a Dr. in stirups and crazy medical tools…. it gets me hot. I also have this weird thing with incest, this little weird desire to have had my foster families when I was younger all have sex with eachother. i dont know it’s weird. I can say I wasnt a virgin when I was 1. my birth mom thought it was fine to give me alcohol and shoot me up with Heroin constantly and let every guy she “did buisness with” (she was a prostitute) do what ever they wanted to me. I was locked in cold showers sometimes for days then molested or raped with objects on a regular basis, which has now resulted in not being able to take a shower with out masterbating and fantasizing about being raped and examined by a dr. even when it’s painful…
Im now down to maybe A shower every 1 to 3 months…
i dont know.. i realize this is very sporadic and all over the place, but im just overwhelmed with the fact that there are so many other people like this that im jittery and ag;hahdg;osiiposrfhn feeling.
I think im descusting. i dont feel like i deserve to eat or be pleasured or look pretty… its taken alot of work and finally i found 1 person in my whole life that supports me and understands this shit, and i finally feel like im progressing. its hard. its soooooooo fucking hard. i feel like i get somewhere finally, and then i switch and wahluh back to square one. how do i tell a three year old whats going on when im making love and suddenly she’s me? i have multiple animal alters and lately my female dog has been coming out and snarling and snipping, and i feel so bad to my partner and i dont want to ruin our relationship but sometimes its a little much for him .i can tell it hurts him when im just fucking him to fuck him becuase it causes me emotional and physical pain… i do it when it’s really not good timing or when im sick ill force him almost to have sex with me just to be bad to myself but im being bad to him and that hurts, i dont want to because i love him dearly and i really dont want to but i dont know how to stop . he loves me and really holds love making as a very tender and close thing and so do i, but not all of my alters are on this and their constant beleif that they deserve punishment is so strong that it terrifies me that it will cause him to leave.
im really frazzled. we were just an hour ago having issues with this.
i am currently my only counselor. and i am alone and depressed and i need help=(
I wrote on this topic in may of 2009. Since then me and my therapist has worked on this and many other issues related to my abuse history. It’s amazing how alone a person can feel dealing with this type of “self abuse” and that is what this is, self abuse. Something none of us deserve.
Once my therapist made me realize that I am only abusing myself is when I started to change my behavior. I didn’t want to be an abuser and I didn’t want to be the victim anymore. And even though I never once abused someone, I was in both roles as the abuser and the abused.
It is now safe to say that I have been free of acting on my urges for a year now. My therapist of 5 years has helped me tremendously. I am here to tell all of you that this shame and guilt behind this secret will fade. It will always be there but you can overcome. I did and so can you! Good luck to all of you.
Oh my gosh. I did that, too. I can’t believe this. Thank you so much for sharing what you did at age 9 -10. I did the same, also at that age. I used scissors. I feel so less alone. I don’t know if anyone relates on this site to another thing I’m trying to figure out? I’ve searched all over but I can’t find exactly what I’m looking for. Sexual pleasure from self-harming. Not cutting my genitals, as I’ve seen a lot of online, but self-harm such as arm cutting or hitting. I feel like the only one, and I feel disturbed and crazy…
Is it possible to have ALL the symptoms of early childhood sexual abuse and no memory of it? I know my childhood was extremely abusive in the realm of neglect, verbal, psychological, and control (I don’t use these terms lightly. I was told by my counselor that it was probably the worst case he’d seen. Yay me?) This year, I reached the point where I’ve finally begun to come to terms with all of that and thought I was healed/moved on for the most part.
With those issues confronted and put in their box, I started to realize a potentially darker issue that’s shocking and confusing me right now. I’m worried about how numb I feel towards it – complete denial and believing everything is fine/normal has always been an issue for me. It terrifies me that sometimes I feel like I’ve lost the ability to FEEL emotionally. I know it’s not the case, but with family issues I am very, very numb in many ways.
So my question is; could I have been sexually abused as a child?
Before I even knew what sex was, I had nightmares about my father raping me. My brother (also young at the time) would be standing there crying and begging him to stop. These dreams were very detailed. When I was about four, before I had started kindergarten, I have a distinct memory of taking a nap and “dreaming” about being touched “down there”. My mother was the only one home. I had no way to rationalize this and later concluded I probably just did it to myself and it was simply a kid touching themselves and not knowing why. After that day, I started rubbing my body though I never inserted anything while masturbated, leading me to further believe something may have happened with my mother touching me. The issue for me has always been touch so, again, I don’t know if that indicates possible female-female sexual abuse or what.
My mom got really angry at me when she caught me touching myself (again, I was 4-5). She told me it was bad and that I was disgusting and would be punished if she caught me and that God hated when I did that. I was extremely confused, but unable to stop, so I hid the fact that I masturbated/did it in private for years. I got very rough with the touching and was unable to control the urges – I would do it every day. I fantasized violent scenarios while doing it. This grew as I got older into full rape fantasies. I was horrified, but also kind of numb to what I was imagining. I broke the habit during my teenage years and was clean of it for years (to clarify – I knew by that point that it was normal and not “bad” necessarily. But for me and because of the tendency to self-harm and fantasize about horrible things, I don’t want it in my life).
Additional strange things; I had a fear of the word rape and of being raped before I knew what rape even meant/entailed. I would worry that if I stood too close to a man in the grocery store he would rape me. Another strange episode when I was very young and one I barely remember was that my vulva hurt very badly at one point and I think I was taken to the doctor for it. This is, interestingly enough, also when I was 4-5. I recall saying something like “mommy it hurts down there” in public and my mom (and possibly my dad too) getting angry at me and telling me it was my fault. I also have very, very little memory of any childhood before the age of five. My life seems to almost start at kindergarten aside from some normal memories before then.
I also had an eating disorder and went anorexic at age 10. Weird, I know. I’ve recovered from that and I’m a healthy weight now, but I still have symptoms of eating disorder victims that I have to mentally check.
The reason this all came out now may have to do with a lot of things. A close friend is a sexual abuse survivor and while supporting her and hearing her story and how it’s affected her, I thought “my god that’s just like me.” I don’t want/know how to tell her that as I don’t want to seem like I’m jumping in on the “hey I was raped” thing to get attention or anything. Plus, I have NO idea if any of this was real or my imagination/fantasy/who knows. It’s extremely fuzzy.
Another factor was that I had a cool idea for a story. I’m a writer and have a group of friends that I write with. The story involved the main protagonist being raped in her past. I never batted an eye at it beyond wanting it to be tasteful, but honestly didn’t think it related to me. The protagonist is also disassociative. The more I wrote, the more I started to wonder if I’m expressing early memories this way. I dunno… I feel insane, lol.
The third most alarming factor is that the rape fantasies and physical/self-abuse urges have returned with my increased stress levels this year. I am trying very, very hard to get this out of my life. I don’t feel happy afterwards – I feel horrible and unhealthy, not to mention the fact that I get yeast infections easily.
Soooo… yup. There ya have it. I could go on about how all my symptoms are exactly like the ones in this article and that incest article the author linked. I have major trust issues and am a little terrified of being in a relationship.
That said; before all this came out I felt like I was finally putting the past behind me. I felt GOOD. Healthy. I finished counseling. I have a support circle, I graduated college, just landed a fantastic job. And now this. Part of the reason I’m so numb to this discovery is that I’m a 22-year-old woman who no one would ever suspect this happened to. I’m the best faker ever – if you knew me, you’d never believe it. The first thing anyone says about me is how happy/friendly/positive/fun loving I am. That being so, I’ve also confronted the things I know to be true and dealt with them.
The question is; is it worth it, at this point, to try to remember or discern the truth of possibly being sexually abused as a child if it’s in the past? I have no contact with my parents – they don’t even know where I live let alone my phone #. What good will agonizing over whether I was abused that way or not do me now? Should I try to make myself feel something towards these facts – which I still don’t know to be true – or simply leave it alone? In spite of everything I’ve said above, the most dominate part of my response is simply “whoa, so you’re telling me I was raped as a toddler? Okay… what do you want me to do about that?” I can’t remember it, so it’s like being told a story about a stranger in a way.
What now?
Hi, confused.
I am not a therapist and cannot diagnose what might have happened to you.That being said, as a fellow child abuse survivors who had NO MEMORY WHATSOEVER of ANY of the sexual abuse until my late 30’s, I see numerous red flags for childhood sexual abuse from what you have written. It is also possible that the very descriptive nightmares you shared are actually flashbacks rather than dreams.
I strongly encourage you to print out your comment and share it with your therapist. Yes, there is definitely a reason to face your past — it will continue to shape your present until you process it.
~ Faith
I was touched inappropriately by several relatives when I was a child and a young adult. I was coerced at the age of 8 into performing oral sex on a 15 y/o cousin. I was raped by a 30 y/o cousin when I was 11 y/o. I was coerced into sex with a 30 y/o man at the age of 13. I used to masturbate as a teenager with “objects”. It wasn’t things that would necesarily harm me like hot curling irons….but “objects”. A silver flashlight was the one I remember the most. I would sneak and retreive it in the middle of the night then take it back to where it belonged after I had used it. I am 45 and just started seeking therapy 1 yr ago. I have NEVER revealed the above information to anyone, not even my therapist. I’ve always been too ashamed. Even now I can only think to myself “Lord forgive me for the nasty things I did to myself”…….
Hi, Reliving.
I encourage you to print out your comment and share it with your therapist as you are ready. My therapist was not surprised by ANYTHING I shared with him — he was always two steps ahead of me. Your therapist can help you work through the shame — you don’t need to bear it.
~ Faith
I wish I could say I’m not involved in masterbation due to sexual abuse. I have an obsession with doing it. I don’t stop unless I bleed. That’s the way my abuse usually ended. I have gotten from doing it daily to several times a week. As strange as this sounds its a release for me. I feel such guilt and shame afterwards but also relief it’s finally over.
The next issue and I don’t know blogs very well so I’m posting here. I have a strong urge toward suicide. I don’t really want to do it I just can’t stand the misery and pain both physical and mental pain anymore. I’m so tired of dealing with new memories I can’t take it anymore. Things have to improve. I do have a great therapist and he helps wonderfully. I don’t want to go into the hospital I hate them to much. Locking me up would be more triggering then not. I hope I haven’t said to much here but I need some feed back from other survivors. I feel like I must be going crazy to feel this way. Thanks for listening.
thumper
I just re-read that and realized how it sounds. My therapist does know about all of the abuse that others inflicted on me. I have never told him or anyone else about the “objects”. Revealing it here was rather scary. Thank you for your response. And for the openness of this discussion
You use the term He. I have to ask if you have had a problem with having a male therapist? People ask me that all the time. Oddly enough I prefer discussing private issues with men. For me I have always felt like women are judgemental and that scares me. I don’t want them to say ‘well I would have…’. Men can’t say that because they are not physically like me, so I dont have the same fear of judgement. I do struggle sometimes with “words” that need to be said outloud….getting beyond feeling like what I need to say is dirty is always a challenge. I think sometimes it takes me a bit longer with a male therapist then it might have with a female…then again, I may not have opened up at all with a female. Mine is 65 yrs old and very father figurish in a nice way. Soft spoken, gentle in his approach. My biggest fear and I tell him this is that he is going to decide to retire! He assures me that he loves his job and doesn’t have any plans like that for the near future.
Oh…I am so confused! I’ve been dating/living with my boyfriend the last four years. Last night we were getting into some deep conversations, and he told me some horrible things. As a child, he rememebers some child sexual abuse, but cant see the face or the abuser. His older sister dow temember who abused her, her father, and confronted him a few heRs ago. He admitted it, but denied abusing the boys. When my boyfriend was about 9-10, his older sister and him had sex together for awhile. He doesnt remember how ling for sure. Then at the age of 15, he remembers baby sitting two young boys, 3 years old, and playing hide and seek, and once he was alone, he started masturbating. The two children caught him and told the parents. Now fast foward about 20 years…he came home drunk and went into his 10 year old daughters room and began fondiling her. She woke up, and he left. They talked about what happen the next day, and he said he was so sorry and he has no.idea why be even did it. Then about 7 years later, he was playing video games with his daughter, and they were kinda pumping sholders in play, and them out of nowhere, he jills on top.of her and tried touching her breast. She stopped him, and it was never talked about again.
So during our conversation last night, I asked him every question I could think to to and understand. He said he has no idea why he had those urges, he has no attraction to children….none be said. We talked, and wanrs to start therapy. He doesn’t understand why he did those things.
My concwrn is that we have a 2 year old grandson who spends a lot of time at our home. I don’t know 100% my boyfriend won’t do anything, He said I have nothing to worry about, he does nor find children attractive.
Should I stay with him and help him in his recovery, or should I leave.???
Hi, Confused.
Regardless of what you do in your own relationship with him, I would NEVER leave him alone with your grandson or any other child. It’s not worth the risk to the child.
~ Faith
Is this discussion still going on?
Hi, 1 free spirit.
Yes, people still read and respond to this discussion. :0)
~ Faith
I struggle with this. I use Drano to burn myself there and there is also a pleasurable sensation that goes alone with it. It’s very disconcerting and makes me feel like a freak. Thank you for posting this.
can’t believe i FINALLY found an article that addresses one of the more shaming aspects of my personal self-harm. my dad cut off pieces of my genitalia as part of the abuse. now, nearly 20 yrs later, i’m hard-core into dealing with the trauma but have yet to be able to vocalize what happened without teetering on a psychotic break. thank you all SO VERY MUCH for sharing your stories and info.
I didn’t know, that there were others, that do things like that. – I don’t really know, why I enjoy doing, what I do (may be it’s really just the pain, that gives me these sensations) but I do something, that I know is really bad. I poke needles into my clitoris, even through the glans of my clitoris – not just one or two, sometimes 5 or 6 before I have an orgasm. As I said, I have no idea WHY this turns me on that much. I never was abused !
Wow. Thank you for writing about this. I found this today while looking into the topic, because I finally talked to some people about it, thinking that it would be really weird and freak people out, but the people I spoke to who had also been abused as a child, said they either did the same thing or often wanted to. I feel such a relief knowing I’m not just weird or something.I never went so far as using knives or curling irons, thankfully, and it happened only when I was a child, though I’ve been having urges to do it again.
Reblogged this on for therapy and commented:
I know people have told me It’s “normal” (or at least not uncommon) with this kind of stuff, but it’s weird seeing it in writing and seeing other people comment on it… it’s just… weird and makes sense and hits home ask at once. I want to talk about it, but I don’t want to talk about it because it’s still so stigmatized even in my own head. I’m crazy and stupid and hopeless and worthless and I should know better and I should be able to give it up and I should be able to use other coping skills… I dunno. This is just… hard. I can wrap my head around it one minute and lose it completely the next.
Sorry.