Well, at the expense of sounding like a jerk- because I will no doubt…
I, at a very young age was molested by a teenager that was the son of my babysitter. I also had on attempt when I was 14 by a friend.
My whole life I had one or two friends, no allies, nothing. Just myself. And the knowledge my parents imparted on me. I was picked on for being small, looking younger than I am, and being different.
In First grade the principals son beat on me, picked on me, and well, was smarter than I was. He called me stutter brain and threw rocks at me. This continued through second grade.
Third grade my parents moved, and I was taken out of the Christian school I was attending. My only friends in this new neigborhood were the types that beat the crap out of me when there friends were around, but were cool when it was just me and him. (either of them).
Name calling, beatings, etc ensued. My parents enrolled me in martial arts in 5th grade. I punched my friend for pushing me down and kicking me in the ribs on the soccer field. I now had no friend, was suspended and had to move to a different school.
The bullies changed identies, but they kept the same face.
It was in 4th and 8th grade that my molestations occured. 8th grade was from a best friend that tried to “stick it in my butt” as they say. He tried to beat the crap out of me when I refused. He was larger than I, but I had martial arts experience.
The bulling went on untill 12th grade. I stood up for myself, but there is only so much one can do, physically. I grew up out of beating people up for pushing me around, and learned from the experience.
My words of advice; You are not the only person that was molested and abused, picked on or had no, or few friends. I speak from experience, it is possible to grow up and leave the past what it is- the past.
I don’t understand this “it tramatized me”, made me want to kill myself, gave me clinical depression outlook when these things always come up. Don’t parents teach children to cope with things like this? Mine sure as hell did, and I love them for it.
My whole life has been one big pile of donky crap, bullies, people calling me stupid, etc. Do I let it get me down. No, I take it as an opportunity to grow and get stronger. As should you.