For a few months I guess I just have had the feeling that something bad happened to me as a child. That I was raped or molested. I feel like I'm going crazy and that these things could not possibly have happened to me, but the more I think about it the more likely it seems. i remember the first time I got fingered, the boy told me that someone else had popped my cherry? But no one ever had. I know that they can break doing a lot of things, but I just never really remember it happening. I feel very uncomfortable around my dad, and just men in general for the most part. Now my relationship with my dad, i remember, was very close when I was younger. But right when I hit 6th grade, it went downhill. I started cutting my self in 6th grade. One of the reasons was that my dad, who used to be my good friend, now seemed to hate me. everything was my fault. his failing marriage, every bad day. he'd tell me how stupid and useless and selfish i was and how i'm never gonna accomplish anything in my life and he wishes i was never born. I was always scared of him, i remember, even when we were close, but especially so after 6th grade when i started failing school. I just had this intense terror of him, that no one understands. I mean sure he's hit me, pushed me around but never enough to do any damage? he really hadn't done much to me, but i was just terrified. I'd go to all costs to avoid him getting mad, so much so that other people didn't understand but i couldn't voice the way i was scared of him. Also in a way I feel like he's going to try to touch me. Somehow during movies when my moms not there he always manages to get his hand higher and higher up my leg. i sit there scared stiff. and then he'd lay his arm over and rest it on my boobs and i just want him to leave.
Some other reasons that lead me to suspect this:
-I wont walk alone at night, for fear of being raped or kidnapped
-I dont know if this has anything to do with anything, but i remember when i was about 4 or 5 getting some kind of rash on my vagina, and having to put a cream on it for awhile.
-I started masturbating when I was about 7.
-When I was even younger, I remember looking up pornographic picture, games and movies, that I shouldn't have known about at that age.
-I used to make obscene drawings of a man and a woman having sex. I even made a whole book. One I remember was of a naked man with a naked woman behind him, holding his penis while he peed. Another was a young boy hiding under a bed with a man and a woman on top of the bed having sex. There were others, I think, of the boy being raped.
-I can distinctly remember seeing my dads penis on many occasions
-I have weird sexual fantasies that I know I don't want and I don't know why I have them and I wish they would go away. One is bestiality. I would never go to the point of actually doing anything with an animal, but when I was really young, I was looking up porn and came across some animal porn, and have been hooked ever since. I used to imagine things like an animal raping a human and I got really turned on when I would see animals with boners or watch bestiality porn.
-Another fantasy, I'm ashamed to say, is getting raped. When I was 13 I would read stories of how people got raped, especially by older men in the family, and masturbate, when I wasn't terrified and feeling depressed.
-In 2nd grade I started playing sexual games with my best friend. We would pretend one of us was a guy and one would "have sex" with the other. I'm not sure how I knew all of these things. One game I remember, one of us was a business man and one was a woman and they had to share a hotel room and in her sleep the woman would try to molest the man as he would try to get away.
-I have a huge fear of being in a room with the door open. It'll get to the point where the door is closed and locked, and I'll still get up multiple times to check if the doors closed
-I have a fascination with mental illnesses
-I've practiced self mutilation for about 6 years, since 6th grade. This includes, cutting, wrist banging. I used to take a hammer to my bones and my skin trying to get them to swell up and bruise and break. My main way of SI was cutting.
-Since I was a little kid, I've had these fantasies of being raped and beaten. By beaten I mean black eyes, broken bones, being thrown to the ground and hit with a metal baseball bat.
-I have a weird fascination with pregnancy, and have had fantasies about being impregnated by my rapist
-I have reoccurring dreams about being pregnant
-During sex, I cannot get an orgasm, I have a very high sex drive, but once I'm having sex, it's like there's always something on the back of my mind, something terrifying and I can't remember after it's over, but it freaks me out
- After sex i always feel self conscious, the need to cover my body, and I feel unsatisfied and dirty
-I like rough sex, biting scratching, tied down. I feel like it doesn't feel like too much unless it's rough.
-When I'm having sex I sometimes feel detached to my body, like I can't make any sound, and I'm scared sometimes
-Sometimes, I can't think of why, but I cry during sex. I almost never cry at all, and I can't identify the feelings that are making me feel like crying.
Well i guess that's all I can think of right now. The other night, I had this half dream, half awake state of mind in the middle of the night. I can't tell if I imagined this or what, but i had this video king of thing playing in my mind and it was me on my couch with my dad and he had my arms tied behind my back and my face down on the couch and he was raping me. and i could feel everything, the way the rope felt around my wrists, to the texture of the couch on my cheek.
I just really want to know what's happening to me, am I just reading into these feels too far, or are my suspicions right? I know to really find out I need to remember, and talk to a therapist or something, but I just want an opinion before I do something stupid. Suppose nothing ever happened with my dad? Then I would be truly crazy. And everyone in my family would know it too. I guess just please write me your opinions. I need someone I can talk to about this, maybe reassurance. It's the worst not remembering, always second guessing yourself

-S