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Thursday, September 27, 2007

Stop Child Molestation! Stop Child Abuse!

This is the continuation of the post, I was abused as a child.

Knowing the house was my uncle's, I would also find comfort spending the afternoons there after straining my eyes from the TV monitor and its amusing images. Sometimes, I would just snooze when boredom and tiredness start to sink in my young, innocent and unblemished body.

Most of the time, I would be lulled into unconsciousness undauntingly occupying the sofa in the living room alone. Upon waking up, I would see myself crying feeling I was abandoned. Everybody seemed to have gone out and I was left all alone. I thought that was something enough I would have been scared of then. Later in my adulthood, as I was trying to recap the rites of passage in my life did I realize that waking up or forcing myself to sleep with somebody else-a man whom I looked up with the noblest reputation as my childhood memories would bring me, proved more horrible than seeing no one upon consciousness.

He was there at times. Marvin as I would often call him and refer to him as my own uncle, though he was not. He was one of my uncle's friends. There were incidents, he would close the door, pull down my shorts, start caressing my body, play with my dick. As a very young child, (I think I was around five to six years old then), I didn't feel any malice about that. I thought it was a natural thing to do. I could feel some sensation in his stroking mine. He kept fondling me and found pleasure in my little weapon. That incident did not happen once, but twice, and even thrice as long as I remember.

I never thought how that hugely affected my life and my sexuality. Sometimes I can't avoid to surmise that that incident in my life led me to who I am right now-a gay who is a recipient of mockery, ridicule, discrimination, etc.

I need not elaborate. Finding arguments about homosexuality is not the issue here. The real score is about child molestation, child abuse. The aftermath could be varied, the consequences may take a U-turn in the future of a child. The problem takes its toll on the children and what lies ahead of them.

Up to the present, child molestation, pedophilia, rape and the like are unceasingly common place. Some people seem to ignore the reality. Indeed there are a lot of groups who are against child abuse. One organization in the Philippines known as Bantay Bata is an advocate of childrens' rights, its vision and mission is also in congruence with Unicef Philippines fight against any form of child abuse.

Let us all unite with the cause spearheaded by blogcatalog. Stop the abuse. Be involved, stop, look, listen, and speak if you have to. We need your help. Come on, it is never too late. Stop the abuse and spread the words.

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11 comments:

Creative Blogger said...

Very well written post.

Thought provoking. Thank you for sharing.

morinn said...

I admire the fact that you've talked about those past events and is striving to help prevent this happening to other children!
My heart ached when I read your post. It is revolting that this has happened to you. I just hope that your message reaches many people and that the abuse on innocent children is put to an end.
*big hugs*

Happily Anonymous said...

There is nothing worse than the abuse of a child. Thanks for sharing the post.

genny said...

Wow nice post. Thanks for sharing for us. I have mine too... Just visit.

LORD MANILA STONE said...

thanks everyone for the hugs and for being a part of this cause to stop the abuse...

awannabe said...

I was going to write about this topic too for the challenge, but I didn't have the courage to do it. I'm always afraid to remember, that it may trigger more than I already know. You are courageous. Thanks for sharing.

MONACO said...

congratulations on your well written post, as usual.

i was also abused as a child. but unlike you, i don't have the courage to write about it yet. maybe later. for now, articles like the one you've written inspire me to face my demons, albeit gradually.

thanks.

Shinade said...

I too chose to write about my own personal experience in this endevour. My first molester was an Uncle also. It was difficult but well worth it. Great post and a great share with us. Hugs,Jackie

Random said...

i love how open you are with this story you are helping so many people out in the world right now. thanks for your courage!!! check out my abuse vidoes.

amber said...

thank you for sharing your story, I am also a survivor and just stumbled onto your blog while in search of a community to listen and share their stories, you are the first one I have found that seems to want an open forum and people that actually respond. We have such a great tool with which to share ourselves yet not many of us have taken advantage yet. I want to start an online community of sexual molestation survivors. The only way to get along with our lives is to talk about it and there is no forum for us to do so. I also want to stop abuse but more importantly I want to help those who have been abused and in doing so help myself.

From the age of 10-12 my foster brother treated me as his sex slave, forcing his penis into my mouth until I choked, to this day I can not give a blow job. He always had a girlfriend and treated me as a subhuman tool there only to get him off, yet he would tell me that he loved me. Warping completely my ideas on what love is and should be. He manipulated me away from my family with threats that in hind sight made no sense. The shame I felt caused me not to tell a soul, I have not been able to hold a relationship my entire life, I am 27 years old. I believe that men only love me through sex, that as a person I am worthless. I know this is wrong but changing this thought process is a long and trying process, I am getting better with therapy however and through making art about it and talking about it. I hope people will read this and want to relay their own stories, thank you for the blog.

amber said...

thank you for sharing your story, I am also a survivor and just stumbled onto your blog while in search of a community to listen and share their stories, you are the first one I have found that seems to want an open forum and people that actually respond. We have such a great tool with which to share ourselves yet not many of us have taken advantage yet. I want to start an online community of sexual molestation survivors. The only way to get along with our lives is to talk about it and there is no forum for us to do so. I also want to stop abuse but more importantly I want to help those who have been abused and in doing so help myself.

From the age of 10-12 my foster brother treated me as his sex slave, forcing his penis into my mouth until I choked, to this day I can not give a blow job. He always had a girlfriend and treated me as a subhuman tool there only to get him off, yet he would tell me that he loved me. Warping completely my ideas on what love is and should be. He manipulated me away from my family with threats that in hind sight made no sense. The shame I felt caused me not to tell a soul, I have not been able to hold a relationship my entire life, I am 27 years old. I believe that men only love me through sex, that as a person I am worthless. I know this is wrong but changing this thought process is a long and trying process, I am getting better with therapy however and through making art about it and talking about it. I hope people will read this and want to relay their own stories, thank you for the blog.