So It was pretty cold the other Night. And I woke up cold and having to pee. And immediately went back to my childhood. How i would wake up cold and wet and in fear of him either catching in the bathroom, wanting a blow job, or finding out i wet the bed.
The beatings, and fear, and rape that permiated my life back then. It’s surprising what can trigger those memories. And even now I still wake with a start Now and then. Feeling that old fear, even though I haven’t wet the bed since i was 13.
And I’m still able to know that old feeling of fear angers Me. It’s Vulnerable and i don’t like it. No One does, I forget that sometimes. And i get wrapped up in my own head and emotions, So i forget that I’ve caused so many others these same emotions.
I always hope that those i hurt are able to forget me and live free of the hell that myself and others cause thru rape and abuse.
-Brent Brents 1-26-14
The beatings, and fear, and rape that permiated my life
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Your Aunt Nola never forgot what he did to your cousin when they visited in Arizona. She was only 7yrs old. I am your cousin Nola’s daughter your Father’s sister was my Mother.