When I was being sexually abused as a child, there was nothing I wanted more than to have an adult figure out what was happening to me and put a stop to it.
But at the same time, discordantly, I was also determined to make sure no one ever found out. I was intensely ashamed and was also being threatened that my family would be hurt if I told anyone.
So, I stuffed everything down (so far that I didn’t even remember much of the abuse until I was in my early 20s.) I threw myself into having what I thought was a “normal” life.
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