PianoGoat
Pianist
- Dec 10, 2024
- 47
I already mentioned it in another thread, and its something that disgusts me a bit about myself but... i really feel like self harming on my genitals.
Ive explained a bit why i feel that way but no matter what im so scared of doing it and ending up with serious problems...
i feel so disgusted with myself, i feel that im probably doing a better thing for the world by just fucking removing it.
I cant even believe im saying this stuff...
From a previous thread + adding more context:
Being a male i do feel like all around a shit talking about this, and i think one of the causes i constantly am on the edge of doing it is that i just feel like the whole existance of "it" is... so horrible. I hate how many times i hear of women getting raped and i could never imagine how a man could ever do it, but at the same time i "know" (am able to feel, and am afraid of) the animalistic desire to destroy and get pleasure from it, just because i am human.
I hate the fact that i could ever be related to something like that.
And something i really hate is that i got abused at 14 by my ex. Maybe it's all in my head because afterall i am a guy and guys should be the ones wanting it but... i didnt want to and she threatened to kill herself if i didn't do it.
Maybe i should be more clear but being so long ago i've tried to delete that moment from my life. It was the lowest moment in my whole life i think.
Context: (first time ever talking about this...)
I was 14 and my ex 13.
theres a ton of info i should add, such as her parents being absent, her brother one of the weirdest kids i ever met, the fact that we got together way too quickly (but i was 14 and thought it was the love of my life... obviously)
After a day we were together she told me that she self harmed but was going to therapy and was going to be okay.
She always wanted to do sexual things with me, even after like just a month we knew each other. i was pretty mature for a 14 year old (who, i admit, did watch a lot of pornography, but at the same time understood how serious something like sex really is, EXPECIALLY at that young of an age)
and i explained to her, thinking that she was trying to make me like her more by doing it, that i didnt want to pressure anything and i just wanted her to feel comfortable and happy with me.
She still kept pressuring it, i eventually let her do certain things, exploring my body (at 14... i seriously feel sick thinking about it since my little brother is 14 now, and he looks like a baby to me, i cannot even imagine what the fuck i went through...).
eventually i even let her do things like oral, but i promised myself i would NEVER do anything more, expecially since she was mentally unstable.
She kept begging to have sex with me, until one day i was in her room she got on top of me and said that we were having sex, no matter what.
She said that she couldnt wait more, and that she would seriously kill herself if i "rejected her" again, so i, under all that pressure, let her do it.
the details are fuzzy... i cant exactly tell you what happened, i just remember it was dark and i genuinely was shaking.
i ended up telling her "no,no i cant do it i cant" or something like that and made her get off me.
I seriously just... feel ill. EVEN now, 6 years after this happened i feel like... it never did, it doesnt feel real, how is it possible i went through that.
she ended up attempting suicide two weeks later. she failed but she blamed me for everything and eventually police got involved and i couldnt visit her because i was "potentially dangerous". her parents couldnt accept the fact she was a mess because of them so they blamed me for everything.
I recieved basically death threats from grown ass adults. at 14. after i got raped. and had my girlfriend try to kill herself.
I had no friends i was alone. I ended up making a music youtube channel and talking on discord as an alter ego, every day hoping i could get rid of my physical body and just be an online presence.
I barely existed irl, i was 24/7 online...
(im so shocked just talking about this...)
Body dismorphia i think developed seriously after that.
I am a grown adult now but i still feel like that scared child who got forced to do that.
And now i feel the desire to have sex and i hate that part of me so much. I hate it so much. I dont know why i am so focused on having sex when it literally ruined my life.
I seriously can't even understand it. I hate that part of me.
You have no idea how many times i searched for some kind of hormone therapy that would decrease or hopefully eliminate any sexual desire from me, and that makes me feel so fucking embarrassed of myself.
I hope i don't sound like a weirdo though... i have (or used to have, i dont talk much to them anymore) female friends with whom i have/had such a good friendship with, but obviously i'd never talk about this to them...
I think that is the main reason why i want to self harm there, and maybe why every time i do it i keep going closer.
I wish i could cut it so much that the pain would be stronger than the sexual desire...
I bet it's incredibly weird so you're actually free to judge me how you want, i wouldn't have texted all of this if i wasn't expecting to be judged.
I feel like i need to know others opinion on this since i am so fucking ashamed of it but at thr same time i think i would do the right thing...
Just reading everything i just, cant take this.
I wish somebody hugged me how i always hug others in need.
i wish somebody looked at me i wish someone were there for me. i wish i could talk about this to somebody else
(therapy was one of the most traumatizing events of my life, im not going there ever again)
in general, ignoring my story, do you think me wanting to sh there is normal?
Ive explained a bit why i feel that way but no matter what im so scared of doing it and ending up with serious problems...
i feel so disgusted with myself, i feel that im probably doing a better thing for the world by just fucking removing it.
I cant even believe im saying this stuff...
From a previous thread + adding more context:
Being a male i do feel like all around a shit talking about this, and i think one of the causes i constantly am on the edge of doing it is that i just feel like the whole existance of "it" is... so horrible. I hate how many times i hear of women getting raped and i could never imagine how a man could ever do it, but at the same time i "know" (am able to feel, and am afraid of) the animalistic desire to destroy and get pleasure from it, just because i am human.
I hate the fact that i could ever be related to something like that.
And something i really hate is that i got abused at 14 by my ex. Maybe it's all in my head because afterall i am a guy and guys should be the ones wanting it but... i didnt want to and she threatened to kill herself if i didn't do it.
Maybe i should be more clear but being so long ago i've tried to delete that moment from my life. It was the lowest moment in my whole life i think.
Context: (first time ever talking about this...)
I was 14 and my ex 13.
theres a ton of info i should add, such as her parents being absent, her brother one of the weirdest kids i ever met, the fact that we got together way too quickly (but i was 14 and thought it was the love of my life... obviously)
After a day we were together she told me that she self harmed but was going to therapy and was going to be okay.
She always wanted to do sexual things with me, even after like just a month we knew each other. i was pretty mature for a 14 year old (who, i admit, did watch a lot of pornography, but at the same time understood how serious something like sex really is, EXPECIALLY at that young of an age)
and i explained to her, thinking that she was trying to make me like her more by doing it, that i didnt want to pressure anything and i just wanted her to feel comfortable and happy with me.
She still kept pressuring it, i eventually let her do certain things, exploring my body (at 14... i seriously feel sick thinking about it since my little brother is 14 now, and he looks like a baby to me, i cannot even imagine what the fuck i went through...).
eventually i even let her do things like oral, but i promised myself i would NEVER do anything more, expecially since she was mentally unstable.
She kept begging to have sex with me, until one day i was in her room she got on top of me and said that we were having sex, no matter what.
She said that she couldnt wait more, and that she would seriously kill herself if i "rejected her" again, so i, under all that pressure, let her do it.
the details are fuzzy... i cant exactly tell you what happened, i just remember it was dark and i genuinely was shaking.
i ended up telling her "no,no i cant do it i cant" or something like that and made her get off me.
I seriously just... feel ill. EVEN now, 6 years after this happened i feel like... it never did, it doesnt feel real, how is it possible i went through that.
she ended up attempting suicide two weeks later. she failed but she blamed me for everything and eventually police got involved and i couldnt visit her because i was "potentially dangerous". her parents couldnt accept the fact she was a mess because of them so they blamed me for everything.
I recieved basically death threats from grown ass adults. at 14. after i got raped. and had my girlfriend try to kill herself.
I had no friends i was alone. I ended up making a music youtube channel and talking on discord as an alter ego, every day hoping i could get rid of my physical body and just be an online presence.
I barely existed irl, i was 24/7 online...
(im so shocked just talking about this...)
Body dismorphia i think developed seriously after that.
I am a grown adult now but i still feel like that scared child who got forced to do that.
And now i feel the desire to have sex and i hate that part of me so much. I hate it so much. I dont know why i am so focused on having sex when it literally ruined my life.
I seriously can't even understand it. I hate that part of me.
You have no idea how many times i searched for some kind of hormone therapy that would decrease or hopefully eliminate any sexual desire from me, and that makes me feel so fucking embarrassed of myself.
I hope i don't sound like a weirdo though... i have (or used to have, i dont talk much to them anymore) female friends with whom i have/had such a good friendship with, but obviously i'd never talk about this to them...
I think that is the main reason why i want to self harm there, and maybe why every time i do it i keep going closer.
I wish i could cut it so much that the pain would be stronger than the sexual desire...
I bet it's incredibly weird so you're actually free to judge me how you want, i wouldn't have texted all of this if i wasn't expecting to be judged.
I feel like i need to know others opinion on this since i am so fucking ashamed of it but at thr same time i think i would do the right thing...
Just reading everything i just, cant take this.
I wish somebody hugged me how i always hug others in need.
i wish somebody looked at me i wish someone were there for me. i wish i could talk about this to somebody else
(therapy was one of the most traumatizing events of my life, im not going there ever again)
in general, ignoring my story, do you think me wanting to sh there is normal?