Hmmm… Mine started when I was eight years old. My step brother who was very older than me started touching me, it was scary, I still remember like it as yesterday, I was very little.
we do sleep in same room, at night I do sometimes see him touching himself and didn’t know or had a clue to what was going or what he was doing, I was always scared.
Then he started touching me, ensuring to threaten me not to say anything, this continued for a very long time, I was leaving in fear of him, I could not tell anybody as he always threatened me. I became very withdrawn and unhappy.
When I was thirteen years, he came to me as he usually does, only this time he was not only touching me, he came on top of me and started forcing his penis into me, it was very painful. I did not understand what he was trying to do then, but I was very scared, crying and begging him to stop, asking him why he was doing this to me.
I was crying and kept asking him why he was doing this to me, if he could not get another girl outside, he told me if a mango was growing in a compound and it gets ripe, the owner was the first to admire and eat it
I felt devastated, he moved out from our place, but I still could not say anything.
I became unhappy and did not trust any boy around me, then there was a guy who lived in my area, one day he called me into his house, I went thinking he wanted to send me on normal errands, he brought out a bunch of money, gave it to me and told me to sleep with him, it was sad and at the same time frightened.
Though he did not force himself on me, it only added to my sense of low esteem. It brought back memories of all I went through from age eight in the hands of my step brother.
All this now made me to just start dating, as I could not trust all the guys around me, as they only want to sleep with me, this are people that were supposed to guide and protect me, but all they seem interested in was to sleep with me.
I started dating hoping it will make me safe. It took me a long time to heal. it gave me inferiority complex issue, I always could not talk were others were talking, I felt used and betrayed, I hated him.
I still struggle to make sense of what happened to me, there are days I don’t remember a single thing, there are days it all comes back to me, I just go into this dark place wishing it never happened to me.
I have never really spoken about my experience much, this is the second time I am sharing this. I am sharing this today hoping it will help a young girl understand and know better.
I have read some stories here about it happening to other girls, it gave me a form of relief to know am not the only one who has gone through this kind of ordeal.
“Although till today you are the second person am sharing this with aside from a friend of mine”(Thanks for trusting me enough to share this and for giving unbrokenchords the permission to share this on our platform)
Yeah, am still growing though it but most times its very tough
The thing is, no matter how much I seem to move forward, those words never seem to erase themselves from my mind….
This words..”if a mango was growing in a compound and it gets ripe, the owner was the first to admire and eat it”…..
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