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It didn’t happen in an alleyway, or in a sleazy motel room. Not even in my own bedroom. It was in a dusty half-lit store pantry on the ground floor of my grandfather’s house. With about 9 other relatives on the first floor. It happened when I wasn’t alone. I never once asked them, “Mommy, where do babies come from?” Maybe I wasn’t quite an inquisitive child. I knew there was a hole somewhere in my nether regions but I thought it was just for peeing. Slowly, the wary Felts opened his heart to the man with whom he was falling in love. Their relationship blossomed cautiously, but intensely.
That’s not the case for my grandfather. Although I listened to my parents and avoided him, it was out of obedience and ignorance. Not because I actually understood why I should. And when I finally did many years later, I hated him for it. Which is a difficult task to do even after all these years. Am I traumatised and never able to trust men again? Not quite. I am, after all, happily married. But till this day, I can’t stand stubby beards. What tore them apart was Felts himself, who, following church services one Sunday, realized he couldn’t reconcile his love with his faith. The next day, the whole family was in an uproar. My aunt told my mother and their other siblings about what had happened. My youngest aunt started crying hysterically, claiming it was impossible. Once everybody learned the harsh truth, she was crying even harder in anger.I just cant get my head around the above statements, said by me to my mum and I was still left with him and went on holiday with him without the parents. we never saw my 3 cousins when we were growing up, and I now know why - he used to abuse my female cousin too, but she told her mum and even my parents (shes 6 years older than me) to stop anything from happening to me - her mum removed her from his presence - mine did not. If you came out, it really would cost you — your family, your job, all of your relationships,” Felts explained. “You would immediately be called a pervert.” “A lot of them telling me that they've got more courage now to come out." Kenneth Felts / Facebook It's really good that you're working with a therapist to let it all out. In my view, parents, should do much more than have a "word" with someone. They should protect, and be there to not allow the abuse happen. However, this is not always the case. And yes, you have a right to be angry. With the rest stop being the only thing on the very short on/off ramps and the other closest civilization being 5 miles by interstate, I dont know where that guy was going.
I recently found this subreddit and after reading through a bunch of posts wanted to try sharing one my own stories. One or two months ago my girlfriend and I went out to our favorite bar. The drive is a tad longer than an hour to our place from the bar, primarily on barren interstate after the first 15 mins, save for a few rural exits and one rest stop a little over halfway home.On the other hand, I’m relieved that they didn’t. I can’t imagine having to face the embarrassment and the humiliation. More importantly, I also can’t imagine handling the rejection if they all knew but still did nothing about it. Or worse still, didn’t believe me. As a child growing up in a strictly religious household in Kansas, he felt unable to express that to anyone else or pursue any such relationship — at least until he left home. Better yet, ask him if he’d like your number. This makes you come across more genuinely interested and it gives folks who might be wary of handing out their number an out: if they don’t want to text you, they don’t have to. [3] X Research source I can’t remember when I realised the disturbing intentions of his action. Maybe it was when I discovered porn by accident. Maybe it was when I studied Chapter 4 of Science in Form 3. Maybe it was during “girl talk” with my guy friends in school. You can read in my room,” he offered. He looked so tired and I assumed he was ready for bed, so I shook my head.
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