i have the courage to finally say my story, to anyone who know the story thank you so much for helping me and special shout out to tara, jake, and crawford

when i was eight, my dad told me that there’s a man coming to fix our bathroom heater. he told i need to look over him +

because my mom was praying, my siblings were sleeping, and he was going to work. i agreed because nothing could happen, after all i was a child. the man called me over and told me to come in front of him, i refused because why? he was alright just come behind and i refused again+

he kept talking about it so i just stood up behind him. he told me to focus on the water falling, i was interested so i remained my focus on the water falling. he knew that i gave all my attention to the water, so step by step he started moving me in front of him, i didn’t +

realize it. he started moving his hands from my ass to my upper back. i felt paralyzed, i couldn’t move at all. he tried to go under my shirt, but my mom screamed my name so i ran away. growing up i realized what happened to me, i cried everyday and felt emotionally drained. +

i was ashamed of myself, i hated myself allowing this to happen. 2-3 years later i had the courage to tell my mom, when i did she screamed at me and told it’s my fault. after what happened i didn’t allow anyone to hug me because i felt like something like that would happen to me+

once i passed out. thank you to everyone who completed this thread, i appreciate you.