Molested Puns

And i have post It here because the biggest Italian sub,r/italy removed the thread like r/Europe.

And the only reason Is that the criminals are immigrants And this reddit.

This platform was spammed with post of AOC and her fear to be raped on Jan 6,when 6 girls actually get molested the threads are nuked.

From the Deep of my Heart,fuck you Mods.

Edit: update 9 victims,all of them told Police that the criminals where non-italian.

https://www.ilgiornale.it/news/milano/milano-salgono-9-vittime-molestie-capodanno-2001112.html

It’s that a good majority of you are pussies

Someone actually said “Uh maybe little bitch voice you should tell your bf that he should stick up for you but it’s wrong for you to expect him to,”

Like what does that mean fam, he should not expect his boyfriend, possibly love, to not say a word when some strange drunken big man is fondling him in public?

Why would you not say something?

Because you’re a pussy, there’s no other explanation. Someone who is not a pussy would say something at the most knock his lights out.

What really got me was the people saying OP should man up and stand up for himself.

Being a man is handling your business and a strange man touching over someone you care about, visually making him distressed, and he’s asking for your help is your business.

Any man who would just stand there and not say anything because of some dumbass reason like “He should stand up for himself,” is a pussy. You’re afraid to stand up for someone else that’s why you’re a pussy.

Edit: Original post

https://www.reddit.com/r/askgaybros/comments/s4uae6/my_boyfriend_refused_to_defend_me_from_a_man_who/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

Edit: I didn’t think I’d get this much of a heavy response tbh but glad to know what people think, honestly. Some of you guys though have the wrong idea, the boyfriend didn’t have to jump up and beat the guy to death, he could have done anything that would have helped.

But he did nothing, didn’t say a word, that is what makes him a pussy. He stood there and watched and did nothing. You can say it was social anxiety or anything, but if you can’t even muster a word of defense for someone you at least care about then what’s the point of being with someone.

My (30F) 8 year old daughter, "Mia" came to me last week and told me that her now EX step brother, "Tom", (15M) had been making her sit on his lap and wouldn't let her get up. She said this had happened several times and mostly when her now ex step dad (38M) were gone and Tom was babysitting.

Me and my now EX boyfriend (38M) confronted Tom about what Mia said and he confessed to it. He, and this is a quote, "wanted something to touch his dick and she was just the thing that was there". He said it could have literally been any kind of warm flesh, but he's too lazy to try to get a girlfriend and he knew Mia trusted him, so he knew he could make her sit on his lap and she wouldn't tell him no.

She even said herself when she was talking to me that she would "count to 59 because she didn't want to hurt his feelings, then would say 'OK that's enough' and try to get up but he would pressure her to stay on his lap".

The relationship is over, both EX boyfriend and his son have moved out. A police report has been filed with every shred of evidence I could get my hands on, but now what do I do?

She's 8 years old and extremely innocent and trusting. She doesn't understand what happened to her, and I'm not sure how to approach it.

Should I wait until she remembers and has questions? Should I talk to her about it and tell her the reason I made them leave was because her step brother molested her?

I want to minimize the damage to her future and help her process in a healthy way, but I also don't want her to think being forced to be physically close to someone is normal or OK.

Does anyone have experience with this? How do I help my daughter process this thing she doesn't even understand?

Hi, just a couple hours ago I went with my girlfriend to a doctor's appointment so that she can start her hormone replacement therapy. She is mtf. She was actually very excited for this appointment and for starting her journey with hormones.

The doctor we went to was recommended to us by two of her trans friends. During the appointment, he was very professional and gave us very thorough information about hrt. He told us he was in association with the government (we're from Peru, sorry for my english btw) and that he could provide the hormones for free.

He also asked my girlfriend about hpv and asked if she had any visible warts around her genitals, she said yes and he told her he would take a look at that later. After a while, he told her she could remove her clothes and put on a robe on the bathroom. Then he asked her to lay on some sort of gynaecologist bed and he exposed her breasts. He then touched her nipples with gloves on. Then he exposed her genitals and examined them very thoroughly, touching them constantly. Then he asked her to put herself on her hands and knees for a rectal examination. This is when my inner alarms when off because I couldn't understand how this was related to hrt. And I mean sure, she has a prostate so she should get that checked but at a later age right? And so I asked him if this was completley neccesary and he said that yes, everything he was doing was entirely neccesarry. And what bothers me the most is that he talked so professional and calm, and so we both didn't say anything and allowed him to continue.

You have no idea of the frustration and impotence I'm feeling as I write this, because I was right there and I didn't do anything else. It all happend so fast and everything was going so well up to that point. And I HATE that my girlfriend has to feel the way she's feeling right now because of some disgusting doctor that takes advantage of the trust we put in him.

Well, I'm writing this because I'm sure a lot of people on this thread have gone to hrt appointments and we just want to be 100% sure if this was inappropriate or not.

Edit: Hi everyone! As of now I haven't had time to reply to each of your comments but I just wanted to thank every single one of you 🤍 Sorry if my original post was a bit harsh, I wrote it as soon as we got home and our feelings were all over the place. So what apparently happend was that we thought the doctor was going to take a quick look to the warts my girlfriend said she had on one spe

I’m writing this on a throwaway account but I want to know if I’m over reacting. So I’m a guy and I’ve been doing yoga for about 5 months and when in class the instructor gives hands on assistance if a student needs it. I never ask for it but we have a rule that if you have a marble on your mat it means your ok with it (which I’m cool with it). Anyway one of the teachers takes it to too far with me and I want other opinions because I’m not sure if I’m over reacting.

A few times she’s placed her hands on my inner upper thigh really close to my privates, during chair pose she one time literally hugged me from behind and had her chest presses against my back. She’ll put her hands on my pecks and biceps and I really don’t like that. Once she was helping me with the happy baby pose and was staring directly at my private parts. And last night while doing savasana I had a towel over my eyes and she came up behind me and had her face extremely close to mine and I swear I thought she was going to kiss me. It was really uncomfortable. I think she’s taking it to far and no other teacher at the studio does this and it’s bothering me.

I know that there’s a stigma or misconceptions that this sort of thing doesn’t bother guys but I’m not comfortable with this and it really bothers me.

I just want some opinions. Is this normal am I making a big deal out of nothing?

Title. I’m 24, she’s 21, and he’s 26. She says it happened often around when she was 6ish. Apparently he threatened to kill her if she told.

I’ve always looked up to my brother as a protective and noble figure.

My sister would not lie about this as she has no intention of tearing our family apart, and she doesn’t want anyone else to know. I of course would never share her traumas for her, so the secret is safe with me, but now I’m so overwhelmed with it. To me, my family is torn apart. To everyone else, things are normal. (Family structure is two parents, 5 kids- older sister, older brother, me(female), younger sister, younger brother) relatively healthy family, and I’m extremely family oriented, and I’ve always based my pride and gratefulness on my big healthy family

Idk. I’m just confused and torn

I welcome any thoughts/questions/advice, it’s so hard facing this reality but the world around me be so normal still

Edit: yes, he was just a kid too. That’s why this is even more heartbreaking. I want to blame my parents. But my dad worked out of state, and was only home on weekends. My mom was a full time teacher for most of our childhood. The way I see it currently, there’s no one to blame. It’s just so shitty. Moral of the story is don’t have more kids than you can keep a close eye on.

He’s now in the military on front lines, and is excessive on following rules and abiding by morals. He won’t drive 1 mile over the speed limit. He randomly sends her money sometimes, and it all makes sense now. I know he feels guilty for it.

She’s now failing out of college, in an emotionally abusive relationship, has intense self esteem issues, and desperately needs my support. I’m willing to do everything I can… please recommend books, therapy types, etc!!

This story is written on behalf of my best friend who is a boomer non redditor. I’m going to write the whole thing saying as a first person so bare with me. It was 2016 I went to work on a power project in Gabon, it was my second project in central Africa, liked the place, and became familiar with the locals, people where friendly and welcoming it was secure and safer than the previous project I had.

We used to have a night out every Saturday with the security guards, they give us protection and also take us on a tour. My team has grown to be fond of them we trust them, and also feel a lot safer around them. I used to have a best friend that used to be a security over there lets name hime J. J was one of my partner in crime, he was lively and interesting person, and very smart. Fast forward we completed the project, and most people left, and I had to stay for an extra 2 days because I had to finalize some paperworks before departing the site.

J was around and he was hanging out with me the whole time, we were talking about a lot of stuff and somehow we were talking about psychedelic, he told me about Iboga and how the experience is intense I was like I would like to try it, and he said okay and take me to a village where there was a woman who make an iboga stew, and she is kinda a shaman and a trip sitter, she gave me a bowl full of iboga stew, it tastes bad but I chug it because you know its a drug and I like drug, next thing I know I’m shot out of earth and went into the void, there was this presence with tentacles, and very very scary, and I remember saying Abraxas is that you, and it didn’t turn around it just laughed and shot me to another dimension there was something telling me that Abraxas was god of gods and he is to be feared, in that dimension I meet another deities who I thought are Apollo and Artemis, Jesus, Shiva, Horus, Anubis, and another face I didn’t know. My mind was telling me they all are beneath Abraxas and they all were naked, as soon as they saw me they approached me and Jesus approached me and said, do you know why you’re here, you cum too much and Abraxas ordered to fix you. Horus and Anubis levitated and disappeared and brought back a humongous cage that is sealed, and opaque, they opened that cage with a fierce strike to its gate chain.

The gate opened couldn’t see anything there it was dark inside the whole cage, then Jesus said that thing in there gonna fix you, we all shall spectate and manifest your destiny, the gods

And I feel like shit. All those comments are what I hear in my head every second of every day. I've been in therapy for decades. I've been institutionalized. I still struggle every day. Those comments haunt my dreams, the ones where I dream I'm finally strong enough, angry enough, crazy enough to kill him. Or tell. I dream it often. I never succeed, I never win, I never succeed even in my wildest dreams. I lived with him and my grandparents for most of my childhood. I can't even remember how/when it started.

He repeatedly molested and raped me from the time I was (I think) 5-7 till I was 12+ and he got married. We remained "close" because I was never brave enough to tell because I knew those comments would be the reaction. Those comments on that post is what I hear on repeat in my head every waking and sleeping moment.

He was young, just a kid, a baby (so was I!!!) He's a great guy, pillar of the community, teacher, every Sunday at church. "You never avoided him or acted weird" He will deny it No one will believe me My family would be shattered and it may literally kill his mother, my gran, who I love very much, as well as my mom, his sister and whom I also love very much. Both are crazy about him and have very fragile health. He and everyone else will say it was reciprocal and we were children "experimenting" if somehow they are forced to believe me.

I NEVER wanted it. NEVER. He always used to manipulate me to "agree". Promises, threats. He was more than double my age, and I was easy to manipulate because I loved him he was the God of my childhood and I would have done anything for his approval.

Every year I stay quiet, those arguments get larger and gain more validity. It's been over 30 years now. There is no way to prove this. None. It all hinges on MY credibility- and I am diagnosed with mental illness. I am literally crazy in the most literal sense.

HE MADE ME CRAZY AND BECAUSE I AM CRAZY HE WILL NEVER FACE CONSEQUENCES, never mind justice.

His daughter, my baby cousin, whom I loved and cared for (I was 14 when she was born) killed herself at 16. I will never know if it was my fault. I however, know it is. I know deep down, or fear. Or know. Or fear.

I will never know how many other girls he raped or molested. He's a teacher.

He put me in prison for life and there is no escape or release. Not for me.

But yes, he was young, just a kid. He maybe learned better. He's living his best life. I am still shattered, and nothing can put me back tog

Hi mom. I’m 19 years old and I live alone with my dog. My parents are helping me with rent and school, and I work as a part time teacher assistant in a special needs classroom. I love my job and I’m in a really good place, to an extent.

My dad molested me when I was younger. I’m not sure how many times, or how long it went on, but it stopped when I hit puberty. He still occasionally makes comments and looks me dead in the eye while making inappropriate jokes, so I’m not sure what to classify that as. I know it’s not ok. I never told any of my family but my partner and my friends know, and I am in therapy.

My parents are married and I have 3 brothers. My mom works on commission and my dad makes a lot of money, which is why this is so hard. It’s always hard, I know. I’m afraid if I say anything the entire family will be turned upside down and I won’t be able to be supported financially while I finish college.

I visit home a lot and it’s hard. It’s so hard and there is so much grief in my chest as I write this. I don’t like seeing my dad but I miss my mom and brothers so much I can’t help but visit.

Lately, I’ve been toying with the idea of telling my mom what happened. She’s asked me three times in the past if I was sexually assaulted and I denied it, so it makes me wonder if she already knows. I think that’s my worst fear.

I think I need some hand holding right now. I don’t know if I can do it, but I want to. Mom, how should I go about this? What would you do in this situation? I’m doing so well with what I have and I don’t want to mess it all up.

Thank you, I love you.

EDIT:

Thank you so much for the overwhelming love and support! I’m still on the fence about saying anything, but you all are so beautiful and helpful and I can’t thank you enough.

“And you really need to quit acting like you know About The past that you think supposedly happened when you were probably five years old. That was a lie in an allegation and it was proven along time ago so you do whatever you think you have to but it will go nowhere because it's untrue. We're done with the false allegation from bullshit. Bring on the police bring them to CPS that's OK. We're ready because we have truth on our side not this bullshit lies and exaggerations that keeps getting spewed around.”

Super invasive question but we're all anonymous lol. I'm curious if anyone else feels similarly.

I have come to realise that much of my anxiety stems from the fact that my sexuality was 'artificially' attributed to me as a child, rather than being something I learnt about it in a healthy manner.

What I'm trying to say is that I don't "own" my sexuality, as it was something that was taken from me when I was younger. Because the perpetrator was a boy my age (I'm a straight male), this added further confusion, depression and guilt to my growing mind.

No need to go into details, I'm just curious if there is a common link between SAD and childhood trauma.

Coming from India's conservative families it's a big deal about how "pure and untouched" women have been. It's something I've lived with to avoid risking my life going to hell. I don't remember the incident in detail but back when i was a teen we had a couple of college students who were living on rent on our top floor and they'd usually chat a bit with me even though my family members didn't really like me talking to "boys". One of those days i only remember being taken to their room while one of them held me on his lap with his hand on my face and the other feeling me up while the other watched for a bit and then slid his hands up my kurti (a kind of top). There was no penetration but they did feel me up and kept telling me not to tell anyone at home or I'll be in real trouble. Something that I've kept to myself till this date to avoid people's remarks and perhaps making the matter worse. Am i crazy?

Is being sexually molested as a child by a close family member something "normal" that happens to alot of us ?

Like do families really do this and just keep it hidden under the rug to avoid having the family separated or whatever...?

I'm genuinely asking , this happened to me and someone else in the family and when it was brought up to my parents we both were shut down and attacked pretty much questions like "why are you telling me now why didnt you tell me before " "Well then you let it happen"

Please answer with sincerity I take what people say too serious sometimes 🤦🏾‍♀️

EDIT: 12/13/21 2pm central time-

1st trauma- 7ish years old (X person about 13ish) 2nd trauma- 10/11ish (X person about 16/17ish) 3rd and last trauma- 13ish (X person about 19/20ish) (about 2-3 years later around 16yrs old I made the decision to leave my parents house because of X person) I'm sure it happened more but I dont remember and idk if its recommended or not but I dont think i want to know honestly.

Also when I posted last night , I really thought that this was something normal , I really did think at a moment that maybe it was my fault that maybe I was being dramatic and i let it happen and everything else that was being said to me.

Thanks so much to everyone sharing your stories and your outcomes , reading everything is making me feel less alone and a little more normal. I'm grieving right now the loss of my family and it hurts a lot, this is without a doubt the hardest pain I have ever experienced in my life, it hurts me literally to my heart.

But I do have my 1st appointment with a therapist next week. And also I have my physiciatrist whom I talk to every month.

Thank you for all your support I took the time to look into support groups and have found a few around me I will definently do that as well. Idk yall are really making me feel warm inside , thank you !!! I cant say thanks enough!!! Thank you!!

I would like an explanation

And I just told him that I'm sorry that happened to him, said goodnight and went to bed. I've listened to all of his stories about the traumatic things he's gone through over and over and always hold him while he cries. But he needs professional help because I literally have no more empathy left in me.

Hello im looking for an advice i want to know what should i do with my relationship. Because i feel my relationship turned from love and happiness to feeling frustrating worried uncomfortable most the time. me [23yo] and my gf [22yo] started dating for almost a year we love each other and our relationship is flawless until her friends got involved to our relationship. time ago before i date my gf one of her friends[22yo] told my gf that he likes her but she refused him. but at the same time they still friends and sometimes they were calling each other best friends until i started dating my gf their friendship is not like before and they stopped having long conversations because there's lots of things happend with that guy since he's refusing to consider us as couple but basically he tried to mess our relationship and gaslighting both of us. years ago my gf was going out with her friends to the bar they were drinking ( except the guy who used to fancy my gf because he's the driver ) and while my gf was drunk he molested my gf . he started touching her body but thank god she wasnt too drunk and she stopped him after that they stopped talking for a year. her friends didn't believe her and told her if she wanna keep being a friend to the group she better stop it and they both should be friends again or they will stop being her friends. for a limited time ( like 3 months ) and i stopped being a friend because they were never nice to her they were always blame her for stuff she didn't do and at the end she keep saying okay i'm sorry even when it's not her fault. they never say i'm sorry when they do something wrong but they always except her to say sorry. i feel they are fooling my gf and someday she will be my wife and i cant accept them treating my her like that. Sometimes when we both are spending time together they keep telling her you are spending lots of time with your bf but not with us they always get angry when she keep spending her time with me and they want her to spend every day with her or they will stop talking to her. I hate when we both having good time together then she start crying because they are not talking to her or they are pushing her to do something she doesn't want. they always push her to go out with her and i hate it and i always get angry about it. My gf always kept telling me she loves me more than anything and she would do anything just to be with me and at the same time she keep hurting me by her friends. We always aruge abo

I was raped and molested by my sisters husband for 7 years. I was 13 and he was 15 years older.

Context: We came to Canada. Family of 5. All my singling are a decade older than me. Dad struggled to feed all of us: trauma of immigration; employment struggles, alcoholism, domestic violence, the works. I was neglected as the youngest.

When my sister got married - to a guy that people warned my parents about - he started sexually abusing me at 12/13. I felt like someone was there and cared for me. It took me years to figure out this wasn’t normal and okay as he made it seem like he was “teaching me” was the only one who loved me as he saw how neglected I was

He started begging me to have sex with him and multiple times I said no. He raped me at 20. I finally started telling the family. They tried to get me to stay quiet and never tell my sister. My brothers confronted my brother in law who admitted to everything but said it was not rape but rather consensual as I didn’t move-I stayed silent.

Child protective services found out through my psychologist at the time (I attempted suicide and was admitted to the hospital for a couple weeks) and that’s when my BIL told my sister - a screwed version I’m sure. Little did I know he was going and telling extender family members that he had an affair with me and I went psycho on him when he wouldn’t leave my sister for me. My sister and I have never had a healthy relationship.

When my sister found out she told me I was a slut from the beginning and I should have known better. She completely sided with him and told the family (my two brothers and one other sister) that she was going to forgive him and stay for the sake of the kids. I was giving the option to press charges but she called me begging not too saying she owed me her life.

I told her on one condition: She’d keep him away from our family.

In the past ten years she - behind my back continued to bring him around and started crying and begging my brothers to come visit her with their kids. My brothers wives have made it clear that she plays victim and puts the blame entirely on me. My brothers fall for it as she tells them she’s going to kill herself if no one comes to visit.

I started finding out all this information recently and confronted everyone (except the sister that I cut ties with) and they all denied and turned one me - they have become silenced.

I’ve cut both sisters out of my wedding. After my confrontation the older sister continued to

Muhammad Married A Six Year Old Child

Aisha, daughter of Abu-Bakr was a beautiful little girl.  Muhammad married her when he was fifty three years old and she was only six years old.  He had intercourse with her when she was nine years old. (Wives of the Prophet, pages 57-61).

This is a gross case of child abuse by the prophet of Islam.

When Muhammad married Aisha, he set an example for the Muslims.  To this day older Muslim men marry much younger girls, following Muhammad's example.

The Egyptian weekly magazine Almussawar printed a letter sent to Ameenah Al-Saaeed, one of its editors, from a woman who was a teacher of languages in Egypt.  The letter appeared in the September 6, 1991 issue.  Here is a part of that letter:

Dear mother Ameenah Al-Saaeed:

**My problem is. . . my husband came home with a friend who is about his age.  He requested that our daughter "Marwa" who is nine years old bring tea to his friend. At night he told me with great joy that his friend agreed to marry "Marwa."  His friend is fifty years old, "Marwa" is nine years old.  When I objected, he told me that he is following the prophet Muhammad's  example when he engaged Aisha when she was six years old and had sex with her when she was nine years old as is written in Sahih Al-Bukhary.**Muhammad Sobhi Alantabli, a high ranking police officer, sent a letter to the same editor, which was printed in Almussawar magazine in the December 20, 1991 issue.  Here is a part of that letter:The chief of a tribe invited me to attend his wedding. He was eight four years old and his bride was fourteen years old.  "Why do you marry a girl who is much much younger than you?"  I asked.  "Because my other three wives became old, and when the woman gets old she will be like a rusty car.  I mean a car covered by rust," he answered.  The young bride's father was very happy because of that marriage.

Throw away account, and trigger warning

Hi,

I need some serious advice. When I was little I was often left home with my brother who would verbally and physically abuse me. Eventually that turned into sexual abuse such as molesting which started when I was 8-9 he was 12ish. At the time I didnt fully grasp what's going on but because it was better than physical or verbal abuse I took it. At that time when he started his friend also tried to rape me (but I don't think he finished the job, I don't remember the whole thing but I remember him turning recorder on stripping and trying to force himself on me, then I remember being outside of the house what exactly happened I don't know), anyhow, I think it's because my brother told his friend. We also changed countries and I was confined to a home in a country language which I don't speak left alone with my brother for most of the time. I guess the situation made it easy for him and I had no way put. My brother continued both physical, verbal and sexual abuse up to when I was 13(ish?) And then he got a girlfriend him (16ish), after that just verbal abuse. Basically, I never told anyone because my family dynamic wasn't fabulous as you can imagine but it also ended up screwing me up horribly. I barely handled everything by carving into my skin scar to remind me that he is no brother of mine. That's the only way I was capable of understanding that someone who I should trust would do that to me. After that few other highly unhealthy things happened in my life which lead me into full blown depression and suicidal state which I still barely get myself out of on the daily.

Point is now I'm 23 and Im just slowly akgnowledging everything that's been going on. Not only that but how deeply it screwed me up. My brother finally moved out and I don't see him alot but I never in my life heard an apology from him for about anything that ever happened. But he is becoming a "better person" to my parents. Essentially the family dynamic is getting a bit better. My parents had another child so my little bro (currently 5) is dotted on. But I am still genuinely afraid and still hate my brother which I get critisized for, because I don't treat him okay for "no reason".

My anxiety and depression landed me in a hospital a few times and my mom wants to know what's wrong with me because "I used to be such a bright and confident child".

I can't explain why I'm as messed up as I am without explaining the whole story, but if I do it will

Hi. I am writing this as a 42 year old man. I’m not sure how to write this all out. Around 3 years ago I was called for jury duty. It turned out to be a priest who had been accused of child molestation. Later that evening I had my first of eventually several panic attacks. My heart rate was 160bpm sitting still and I ended up in the Er. I began having flashbacks of things that had been done to me. I am still amazed how our minds are capable of just blocking things out. I remember him / them telling me if I ever told they would hurt me and my mom. That seed is what I believe led to those panic attacks. Because being on that jury triggered that “telling” fear and as a kid that was very real to me. I spoke to the prosecutor and was removed.

In the 80s I lived in Thousand Oaks CA and my parents sent me to a Christian preschool. There I was repeatedly molested and raped by a priest. We moved a year later and my mind just sort of forgot about it or pushed it out.

After the flashbacks started I searched the pastors name. In the mid 90s some 27 people came out against him. The church transferred him, then he lost his ordination, then he eventually spent around 7 years in prison. I believe he is no longer living now.

I have been seeing a therapist but being aware of what happened and looking at my own personal relationships is what messes with me the most. I don’t think I’ve ever had a healthy intimate relationship with another person. As a child I had major anger issues and behavior issues And I think what was done to me is at least partially the reason why.

Anyway. I’m not even sure why I decided to post this. I guess I just wanted an anonymous way to tell someone. So thanks.