At the young age of 10 I was exposed to something that I till this day can't process.
I was raped. To be honest, I've been living in denial since, as at that stage I did not know ANYTHING about men and sex,etc. I honestly didn't know what had just happened to me. Till this day, I can't remember it. All I know is that I kept on telling him to stop and that he as hurting me. I was not processing as to what was really happening.
Up until this day, I am now 23 years old, I still haven't told my parents, I've only recently shared it with a close friend of mine.
Since then, 2004, I've been sleeping around and trying to justify what had happened to me. But the more I do it, the more I break, the more numb I am towards it. I don't enjoy it, I don't do it because it's "amazing" and "get pleasure" out of it, in fact I have never even had an [bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse]. I do it because I feel a sense of control, a temporary feeling of feeling wanted.
On the 18th of October 2016 I gave my heart to Christ, it's been a beautiful journey ever since, I've been delivered from my past and I've since not slept with anyone. I am a born again Christian and I am saved by Him who loved me first.
The reason I am writing this, is that I tend to still feel guilty and get reminded of who I was, I sometimes feel unworthy. Does this feeling go away eventually? I have forgiven myself, but will I ever forget?
I was raped. To be honest, I've been living in denial since, as at that stage I did not know ANYTHING about men and sex,etc. I honestly didn't know what had just happened to me. Till this day, I can't remember it. All I know is that I kept on telling him to stop and that he as hurting me. I was not processing as to what was really happening.
Up until this day, I am now 23 years old, I still haven't told my parents, I've only recently shared it with a close friend of mine.
Since then, 2004, I've been sleeping around and trying to justify what had happened to me. But the more I do it, the more I break, the more numb I am towards it. I don't enjoy it, I don't do it because it's "amazing" and "get pleasure" out of it, in fact I have never even had an [bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse][bless and do not curse]. I do it because I feel a sense of control, a temporary feeling of feeling wanted.
On the 18th of October 2016 I gave my heart to Christ, it's been a beautiful journey ever since, I've been delivered from my past and I've since not slept with anyone. I am a born again Christian and I am saved by Him who loved me first.
The reason I am writing this, is that I tend to still feel guilty and get reminded of who I was, I sometimes feel unworthy. Does this feeling go away eventually? I have forgiven myself, but will I ever forget?