Spengle wrote:ive kind of learnt to accept it and just enjoy it instead of feel guilty about it but i dont mention them to others i know wouldn't understand.
That's me.
Now, unless I have repressed memories (which could be a possibility) my own sexual abuse was quite... mild in comparison to most posters here. I understand that it's not a contest and it's the abuse and how much it affects the individual (which varies), not the type or degree, but still I often feel a bit of a poser in this forum. Anyway... All I remember for sure is 'bad touches' but the grooming process that was underway (and interrupted) still had a profound effect on me. To this day I fantasize sex with my molester and that is a surefire way to get my motor running. I have done that from the day the molestation ceased and that was over four decades ago now. One day I was scared and making out a police report (I don't think they ever found him), the very next day I was regretting that and wanting him to go all the way with me so bad that was the only thing I could think about.
I stopped feeling guilty about it years ago. I used to feel conflicted about it and caught between lust and hatred of it and him for a really long time but probably about ten years ago I just gave up on it. If I masturbate to it, I masturbate to it. For me, anyway, the time for dealing with it is past. Or at least it's a moot point by now at my age.
I don't know that it's harmful in and of itself. It's going to be the individual and how they deal with those thoughts. Leaving personal conflict (because of religion or upbringing for example) over sexual thoughts or masturbation in and of themselves aside, I think unless it so seriously affects sex and relationships to the point of personal distress or harm done to others, then I don't know a person needs to feel guilty over masturbating to the thoughts of their sexual abuse/incest any more than masturbating to the thought of some hot guy or girl you know. Which I'm sure everyone on the planet has done unless you're a saint.
It's not as if we don't understand that it's not right- that it was an injustice done to us. But it's imprinted and sex is sex. When Pavlov taught that dog to slobber to the ring of a bell, all the dog knew was that bell meant a tasty treat. We understand 'okay that was wrong and should never be done and they were bad people for doing it to us'. But it's still part of what makes us, us. As long as it's kept in our heads, and we can manage to have a halfway decent life in spite of it, then accepting we're going to respond sexually to those thoughts seems to be better than constantly feeling as if we're just the dirtiest things to walk the earth. We didn't do the abuse. It's not as if I'm going to go out and do the same thing to a kid the age I was. It's not as if I don't hope my pederast didn't get caught before he did that to other boys. My personal desires for, and fantasies of him have nothing to do with my real life opinions in real life in this case and what I consider objective reality that he was a sexual predator. So why should I feel guilty? I wasn't the pederast, and I'm not one now. I choose to judge myself by my real-world attitudes: Molesters=Bad and I'm not a shill for NAMBLA, may their junk rot and fall off their bodies then die and go to Hell because that's what they deserve for intentionally ######6 up boys like I was ###$ up. That's got nothing to do with my masturbatory fantasies on what happened to me. As long as I'm not the person that did those things to me, what goes on inside my head stays in my head. And fantasies aren't reality. I'm just too tired of feeling guilty over it. I didn't do the abuse and have zero desire to. Just because I have a thing for older men doesn't make me evil.