My name is Antares. I’m a survivor of childhood sexual abuse. I had been trafficked and abused by my father. He didn’t do it for the money.
No, he had a five-figure salary. He did it purely for pleasure and power. And it almost killed me. The guilt and shame from sexual abuse can leave deeper scars on your soul than any knife on your body.
After years and decades of silence, I’m here today to stick up for my younger self. I’m here today because I believe myself enough to say out loud: “I’m a survivor of sexual childhood abuse.” But childhood abuse is such a hideous crime I had a hard time believing myself.
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