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I'm suffering from ptsd right now, I'm gonna do whatever I can fight it.

Nowadays kids especially boys get abused without their knowledge because they think they love it only to realise what was happening to them much later when they are old

Beautifully said and brave. I'm so happy to see that this world is finally becoming a place that us survivors can speak out.

You matter You are brave. Warm Hug. We’ve had to contend with this in our lives at our house too, honey. I’m sorry.

Healing begins with coming out of the darkness into the light. Finding someone to trust to tell what happened. Groups are good since you have common ground in your trauma. Finding a right councilor is normal. Trust is number one. Then after trust is built, they listen and try to heal. I can relate. Men are a stigma in the double standard. Its opening up now where men; especially older men who grew up with the idea that being with another man even if S/A, got you bullied. All are victims. There are still so many survivors in the dark not saying anything, They need healing. They need to know there are good people who hate what happened to them. They need to know there are good people who want to help.

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Real question: is it possible to have been molested by someone your own age?

I feel desperately sorry for what this fine young guy had to go through at the hands of others. I totally escaped abuse myself, even with 13 years of Catholic school education behind me, and all religious male teachers. Of course I’m full of gratitude for my own situation, but it pales alongside what I feel when hearing from fellows like this. God bless him greatly.🙏✝️🙏

Really don’t know what to say to this really don’t , sorry but ur mess up with a lot more than what happened that nite unfortunately , what happens in life is terrible awful really is , what age was ur abuser as u didn’t say 🤔🤔🤔

It happened to me when i was 14 i am still fighting with the nighmares, the fear the scene is in my mind i am trying hard to forget but i couldn't, the shame i still feel, the fear , the loneliness i still feels. Sometime i think to end my life but i know no one cares about what i am going through, But i will fight and not going to end my life, yes ofcourse, i want someone in my life who can give me my respect and love.

Thank you for sharing your testimony. Just sharing can be like reliving it all over again. Just know that people have watched your testimony and we may never meet, we feel your expressed pain. We wished it could be easily removed. Facing one's demons is the hardest fight one will encounter. Let your children and family fill you life with love, joy and happiness to where the pain can no longer occupy your mind.

I was 3 years old. It took me till 28 to fully remember. Finally at 65 I saw a therapist and ended my rage. He did not win.

God bless this man❤

I admire your courage to disclose your suffering experience but what about your abusers? They should face accountability for their crimes. Those abusers have to be brought to justice. So far, I read and hear stories of sexually abused boys but nothing is told about those pedophiles who commit such hideous crimes. No matter how long has passed since they committed those crimes, they have to pay for what they have done. I am advocating for all the victims who have been sexually abused as children. I encourage everyone who has the courage to disclose those crimes disclose the names of the abusers as

More power to you, my brother!

So sad..Ill pray that you heal and recover well..🙏🙏🙏

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One of my biggest traumas that i wouldn't share with anyone was when i was 16 I wanted to work in the summertime, and a taxi driver from my dad's friends said that his family owns a clothes store and that he can let me work there, my parents didn't want to get a job but i insisted so much. When we were on the way there he got a call and they told him that there's no place for an employee (i think it was all made up) On our way back he told me that he teach teens to drive and can get them a license, he asked me if i wanted to try and the innocent me said yes why not. He told me that it wouldn't take long so your parents won't realize you being a little late, so don't tell them about the driving thing. We went to a place with low population and there was small highways. He talked a little bit about driving and stuf and then he told me that i should sit in the driver seat, but he should sit there too, like I'll be sitting on his lap. I didn't want at first but he insisted and told me that it's alright you're little (my body is so petite for my age) So i did so, he started moving weordly and stuff and then i felt vey unsafe, but still i didn't know what was going on So i started telling him nonstop that the time is too late i should go home and stuff So he drove me back home, on our way back he talked about his dead wife sexually (she's not dead) and when we arrived back home he told me not to say anything to anyone and that he can continue teaching me if i told my parents that i got the job Anyway, becuase of the uncomfortablilty that day i didn't want to go or either see him anymore I didn't tell anyone anything. Like at the age of 18, i realized what happened with me that day. I was in my first year of uni and i was going abroad and having to use taxis, i got into depression because i was getting too scared to get in a taxi and i dropped out after two months of uni I'm 20 now, but hey, it could have ended in a worse scenario, I'm glad I'm ok. The trauma from taxi drivers is still here but my dad bought a car and he's teaching me how to drive, so this is good

You are a brave man. I was three. Remember him laying on top of me, and everything fading to black. Within a very short period I began sexually inappropriate behaviors...doing almost violent things to my body in an effort to achieve pleasure. He quickly stopped getting on top of me. My aberrant behavior must have alarmed him as it increased odds of getting caught.

Society laughs at the pain of men while it cries at the pain of women

Idek what to do. I feel like I cant do anything because the girl who did it is straight up half my size, but it is eating me alive

when i was 8-11 year old . i was assualted nightly by my brother 7-8 times 😭. Still Recovery

I’m a female whom I deeply believe that my X- boyfriend of 4.5 years was abused as a child. His abusive adult behavior towards me has been gut wrenching, in my own search for peace and healing I have been awakened to a life swept under the rug” he’s in his 50’s and his behavior is horrific. I thank God ended the relationship finally in June and am on my journey to put the pieces of my life back together. In saying this no- one talks about this” I applaud your courage and strength to share your story. I also understand very few men” come forward or do the work to heal “- hence my situation where he became more enraged, hateful, zero intimacy/ sought outside I guess ways to live multiple lives, all the while NOTHING I ever did mattered, I gave him all the love I had “ I don’t regret the experience, however I believe deep in my heart that he has chosen to hide his past, one main factor that’s very telling is his own son abusing women- why “? Learned behavior it’s sickening and I have been lucky to escape his world. Again keep talking men in particular need to hear these stories “/ best wishes.. just shedding light into a dark world is huge!! 🙏

Wishing you all the best in putting all of this behind you. Take good care

I told the truth spoke up . And now I'm in xhile and have no family no friends . I often think is that what being in prison alone is like I wish I would had kept my mouth shut sometimes

I don’t remember my age, but a friend my mom’s son made me do things that I still think about. It only lasted about 30 seconds to a minute, but still it never leaves my mind.

try changing your enviroment avoid cities start a new life in real nature

Thanks for your story, you are believed, you are loved, you are beautiful ❤

It happened to me age 11 to 16. I’ve never told anyone, and I’ve never gotten any support or counseling. I’m 55 now, and it ruined my life. It still does.

Amazing. Bless your heart. Keep on keeping on! And...thank you for being a man.

he is still struggling 😢

I was molested repeatedly when I was very young. I remember it happening around 5-7 but I don't know if was occurring earlier than that. I have struggled with sexually deviant behavior. I don't feel like I make memories like other people. I can remember facts and information really well, but I don't have many vivid memories of my life. I first felt depressed when I was 13. I remember riding the bus home and feeling like I was nothing and started to cry. It was completely out of nowhere. I feel lucky that I always had a fixation with psychology so I have always been more mindful than the average person. This at least gave me the ability to self diagnose to a degree. I have mostly controlled my OCD and depression. The thing that bothers me is that I still get the depression periodically and I have a lack of motivation and passion. Not completely but not as much as I can see is possible. I can see clear paths for myself or routes to happiness, but they seem like fictions somehow. I have problems with faith although I can clearly see the benefit. It's like the analytical part of my brain won't allow the free part of my brain take the wheel. Sometimes I can control it but only in small bursts. I had to rewrite "free part of my brain" 4 times because I was using other word trying to more explicitly explain the difference but I realized I was doing the exact thing I was trying to describe so I kinda forced out the word "free" because it just felt right. The point being that these experiences affect us in a number of ways. Some of which are probably not ever seen or heard. I'm sorry if this is all very strange but it's my experience. I hope it helps someone to feel less alone. I'm here trying to, maybe, do the same or at least try to understand myself better. Much love to all who see this, and everyone who doesn't too. Love is the answer after all. That's one thing I do know for sure.

I was 7

im so sorry man. im not gonna chare my story but this is just incredable strong of you. i thank you so much. stay strong

Michael, I know the heartache

I am by your side

I never had that support, I wasn't allowed to be a human

They all end up 🏳️‍🌈

Thanks for speaking out .

Very articulate, very brave. I wish you all the very best for the future - you absolutely deserve it.

FRIEND ----- YOU ARE A GOOD MAN. A COURAGEOUS MAN WITH STRENGTH OF CHARACTER. THANK YOU FOR TELLING YOUR STORY. ALLOW ME TO EXPRESS A COUPLE OF CONCEPTS : 1. CONSIDER WHAT POSITIVE PERSONAL TRAIGHTS DEVELOPED IN YOU MORE STRONGLY BECAUSE OF THE ABUSE YOU EXPERIENCED . 2. YOUR IDENTITY IS MUCH MORE THAN PERSON WHO WAS ABUSED---- YOU ARE A CHILD OF THE MOST HIGH GOD---- STRIVE TO BE THE GODLY MAN GOD MADE YOU TO BE !!! A YEAR AGO, FOR FATHER'S DAY, MY PASTOR GAVE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL ELOQUENT SERMON, ABOUT WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A MAN OF GOD . I WISH YOU COULD HEAR IT !!! PERHAPS ONE CAN ACCESS IT ONLINE THROUGH FIRST CHURCH OF THE OPEN BIBLE, CEDAR RAPIDS, IOWA, PASTOR HARRIS HOLSAPPLE, FROM JUNE 2023. MAY GOD BLESS YOU AND EVERYONE YOU REACH, AND GRANT YOU COMPLETE EMOTIONAL HEALING !!! MY NAME IS DANIEL AND I AM A PART OF YOUR CHEERING SECTION !!!

Thanks for having the strength to share your story. I've never had the guts to tell anyone.

Feels weird "liking" the video. Thanks for your bravery, Michael!

I feel your pain happened to me at 8 years old and happened two weeks ago had to go to the police and found out that 20+ people come faward to the stage it'd going to court November will be the time to let the pressure be lifted

It's happening to when im 13 old years and it's destroy my life 😢

I was 8 it happened twice once by one man 2nd time by the same man with his friend. To this day I sometimes want to throw up because of how much I am disgusted by myself. To this day that I'm 19 I haven't talked to a girl because I'm disgusted of myself and I feel I deserve to be isolated.

I honour you Michael . I know the journey.

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what happened to me lasted 15 very torturous yrs of my life and has since left me a perminant paranoid mess. i never sleep without access to at least 3 or more weapons at my disposal. im armed to the teeth and only live around people i can easily physically overpower if they tried to attack me. i can only ever really achieve as much sleep as my sense of peace (which is fleeting at times due to my inability to trust anyone). I'm so enraged and depressed at the state of the world and its inability to recognize and start drafting solutions for mens issues. ... i couldnt watch your video for my brain isnt capable of handling that at this time.

Far more common than any of us want to believe. Thank you to those courageous enough to tell their own story, like this young man; and to those willing and able to listen, like the police officer and the counsellor that Michael spoke of with gratitude.