This question brought up many hidden memories. I’ll share one.
My biological father took nude pictures of me when I was 9 years old. He forced me to smile and look like I enjoy it. My fear of him was greater than the embarrassment. Refusing was not an option. Years later I shared this with my aunt. Her response of “Shame, really?” made me decide to never tell anyone again. I keep some things secret because no cares anyway, so why make everyone uncomfortable with your sob stories.
@Confuscious – I care….Sooooo sorry you went through that experience. It stinks when other’s do not understand, believe or care.
People see the other person differently. They don’t see the monster that dwells within and some have a hard time grasping the truth. Sure he’s a jerk…but. that kinda thing. Some have a hard time seeing your heart and the pain through your eyes and experience. Those of us who endured abuse do understand how frustrating it can be sometimes.