#MeToo , Age 15, for three years, 2 months after a severe concussion left me cognitively impaired and unable to read and unable to write in cursive, he was a teacher and school master, he was a childhood friend of my mother, I went to grade school and junior high with his niece, I kept the secret for 45 long years until I had to let it out as I finally crashed into the depths of a depression that I had fought off for all of those years. Like most boys/men I had learned that it was a weakness to disclose, to show emotions, to admit that a man had taken advantage of me, I had to be stronger than that, but it also left me questioning my sexuality even to the point of considering transitioning to female.
Many of my actions as a teenager were “cries for help” which my mother never picked up on nor questioned, then again my relationship with her was never very good unlike my three older brothers. My longish hair elicited cat calls and harassment from some men both on the street and in some bars.
Today I am in a better place, mostly looking foreword to life and being in the present. Also help all genders in a private Facebook group for survivors of childhood sexual abuse from their initial steps towards becoming thriver’s and warriors, sometimes their stories still stop me in my tracks in horror in what some children have been subjected to. In this group I have found great support and acceptance from and for all genders that have been impacted no matter how their eventual sexual orientation evolves into accepting themselves as unique individuals that they can define and are no longer defined by their sexual abuse. The conversation needs to be inclusive of all regardless of gender.