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onlyway96
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- Feb 11, 2025
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So first thread post and I guess I just wanted a way to share my story and let other people know that they aren't alone in what they're feeling.
For most of my adult life I've been depressed and suicidal. I'd suffer with terrible anxiety sweat attacks that have held me back my whole life, any kind of scenario I wasn't totally comfortable in I'd burst out sweating, like someone had poured a bucket of water over my head it was horrible.
3 months ago I had a vasectomy. Being pinned down and told not to move while someone does painful things down there triggered some horrific childhood trauma and I spent the next 2 weeks screaming shaking and crying as I remembered more and more things that had been done to me.
My parents drugged me and invited people to rape me for money and made videos of me being hurt. Different places different people different times. They were part of some fucked up pedo ring. I was raped by my dad and his pedo mates for potentially a decade I don't know exactly when it stopped. My mother was complicit in all of this, after I started fighting back a bit too much she began drugging me with pharmacy strength drowsy hayfever and travel sickness tablets.
The sick fucks have abused me in every way. They made me financially reliant on them so I could never leave even when I wasn't living with them. I've spent my whole life trying to be as strong as I can, hold it all together never say how I'm feeling, I didn't matter. I felt weak and inadequate my whole life. I didn't remember anything about their abuse I thought I had a great childhood and my parents loved me. I aspired to be like my dad.
To survive I protected what I could in the only ways I could find, going vegan to save the animals and looking after my friends the best I could and quietly lived depressed and suicidal waiting for my parents to die so then I could kill myself. I didn't want to do it while they were alive cos I didn't want to upset them. That's how much control they had over me.
I told them I knew what they had done and to never contact me again. They came to my house at night and made my wife feel scared in her own home. When I was saw my mother at my gate I saw the face of evil.
They're just living their lives now a few miles down the road perfectly happy as if nothing has happened, respected in the community, while I'm totally powerless putting my final plans in place.
I tried so hard to keep going and move on, it did feel so liberating being free from them and their control but that's gone now I can't come back or see a way out from what's been done to me I just want to die it's all I think about now. I know killing myself means they win but they've already won, they've taken everything from me the only thing I have left now is autonomy over my body and when I chose to die.
I've stopped working out, socialising, cut my food consumption right down (I have loads of body image shame/dysmorphia shit) and only really leave the house to pick up my medication (weed). My mind and body are getting weaker everyday preparing to die.
My wife had to take quite a bit of time off work to look after me the last few months which has resulted in us getting in a load of debt meaning I can't kill myself until I can fix that for my her, I can't leave her with a load of debt caused by my psycho parents.
I start a job next week which I'm really not well enough for but it's my only way out, I think in about 3 months time I should be able to resolve the debt and then I can finally be at peace. I'm v lucky I have access to guns so method is taken care of.
Appreciate anyone who's taken the time to read this, it helps just getting it off my chest. To anyone who's been a victim of abuse I believe you and it's not your fault, I'm here if you need anything.
For most of my adult life I've been depressed and suicidal. I'd suffer with terrible anxiety sweat attacks that have held me back my whole life, any kind of scenario I wasn't totally comfortable in I'd burst out sweating, like someone had poured a bucket of water over my head it was horrible.
3 months ago I had a vasectomy. Being pinned down and told not to move while someone does painful things down there triggered some horrific childhood trauma and I spent the next 2 weeks screaming shaking and crying as I remembered more and more things that had been done to me.
My parents drugged me and invited people to rape me for money and made videos of me being hurt. Different places different people different times. They were part of some fucked up pedo ring. I was raped by my dad and his pedo mates for potentially a decade I don't know exactly when it stopped. My mother was complicit in all of this, after I started fighting back a bit too much she began drugging me with pharmacy strength drowsy hayfever and travel sickness tablets.
The sick fucks have abused me in every way. They made me financially reliant on them so I could never leave even when I wasn't living with them. I've spent my whole life trying to be as strong as I can, hold it all together never say how I'm feeling, I didn't matter. I felt weak and inadequate my whole life. I didn't remember anything about their abuse I thought I had a great childhood and my parents loved me. I aspired to be like my dad.
To survive I protected what I could in the only ways I could find, going vegan to save the animals and looking after my friends the best I could and quietly lived depressed and suicidal waiting for my parents to die so then I could kill myself. I didn't want to do it while they were alive cos I didn't want to upset them. That's how much control they had over me.
I told them I knew what they had done and to never contact me again. They came to my house at night and made my wife feel scared in her own home. When I was saw my mother at my gate I saw the face of evil.
They're just living their lives now a few miles down the road perfectly happy as if nothing has happened, respected in the community, while I'm totally powerless putting my final plans in place.
I tried so hard to keep going and move on, it did feel so liberating being free from them and their control but that's gone now I can't come back or see a way out from what's been done to me I just want to die it's all I think about now. I know killing myself means they win but they've already won, they've taken everything from me the only thing I have left now is autonomy over my body and when I chose to die.
I've stopped working out, socialising, cut my food consumption right down (I have loads of body image shame/dysmorphia shit) and only really leave the house to pick up my medication (weed). My mind and body are getting weaker everyday preparing to die.
My wife had to take quite a bit of time off work to look after me the last few months which has resulted in us getting in a load of debt meaning I can't kill myself until I can fix that for my her, I can't leave her with a load of debt caused by my psycho parents.
I start a job next week which I'm really not well enough for but it's my only way out, I think in about 3 months time I should be able to resolve the debt and then I can finally be at peace. I'm v lucky I have access to guns so method is taken care of.
Appreciate anyone who's taken the time to read this, it helps just getting it off my chest. To anyone who's been a victim of abuse I believe you and it's not your fault, I'm here if you need anything.
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