Last time I wrote about memories unlocked from trauma therapy
using EMDR, I went into some of the details of being molested in what I thought
was one on one molestation by my mother. My father’s involvement was minimized
After sessions the last two weeks it has become apparent that
my father was a full participant. He was involved as much as my mother in both my
individual abuse, s well as the rape, of
my brothers and sisters.
This is how it worked. Mom would pick me out of bed and
begin the fondling, which is a polite word for tactile rape. Children
below the age of consent when stripped nude by nude sexually aroused adults are
tactiley raped. That is childhood rape, and that is what my mother and father
did to me between the ages of 2 and 9, as well as, to my younger brother and two
younger sisters. Children blow the age consent, which is 16 in most states can’t
give consent. We also have nether developed physically mentally to experience
sexuality. Thus it is tactile rape which brings and evil stimulation and
arousal to the perpetrators, how in their rape are the only ones engaging their
sexuality.
When I was between the ages of 2 and 4 I was also pre verbal.
That mean not only could I not give consent to what was being done to my body,
nor mentally and emotionally did I have a sense of what consent was, what sex
was and what boundaries are, that I could not verbally express the experience
nor did I have the cognitive ability to realize consciously what was being done
to me. I experienced the abuse emotionally and physically but could not
consciously express the abuse through thought and language. This lead to cognitive dissonance as a child
and repression through dissociation. It also
leads to nonverbal reliving of the abuse experience both as a child and as an
adult re-living the abuse experience know as re-enactment at a non-verbal level
is robotic – it occurs at uncontrollable times and without free will choice of
the abused child. Therapy coupled with anti-anxiety
medicine benzodiazepines, which have a long history of use and effectiveness in
combating anxiety are useful for the duration of therapy
So this is how it would work. Mom would call me into her
room. I would e told to come into her bed, robotically I complied. She would be
stripped naked and then she would strip me. It would always began with conversation
because although compliant I was reluctant I would be warned that I would be
killed in some heinous way abandoned or she would stop molesting me and pick my
brother or sister. This type if warning invoked my protective nature of the
smaller children as I was the eldest and felt it better for me to suffer the
abuse than they.
After being stripped and coerced in to compliance by violent
abusive talk I would be touched all over chest nipples genitals until whew s sufficiently
aroused to go down on me or give me oral sex.
Inevitably after a period of this type of over tactile stimulation
I would at first be titillated and then in pain, and then my father would come
home and join us in bed. I would be told to do the same things to my father that
my mother had been doing to me including rubbing his chest licking his nipples
and giving him oral sex meaning taking his penis into his mouth. It was more and more painful and repugnant for
me as they became more and more aroused.
Eventually when they were done with me when they were sufficiently
aroused. I would be dismissed to go back to my room, as my brother and sisters
either lay in bed anxiously or scurried back into their beds as I climbed in to
mine, hurt physically and mentally and exhausted.
The exhaustion helped the repression as did the cognitive dissonance
of having to go to Catholic school next day, and act as if nothing had happened
even though I was called by my parents a little whore who would go to hell.
This was the regular routine of my life during formative
years and yet there was more rape and humiliation at the hands of others simultaneously
from my mother and maternal grandparents during my life as a child in an incest
ring.
Copyright Fred Celio 2916
Other Blogs by Fred Celio
Childhood: Raped by My Parents
Childhood: Raped by My Parents
My Initial Incest Experience
My Initial Incest Experience Part 2
The Garage Next Door
A Cup of Coffee
The Second Step in 12 Step Cult Indoctrination: Sexual Assualt At Sober Living Environments, or Clean and Sober Living Homes
My Initial Incest Experience Part 2
The Garage Next Door
A Cup of Coffee
The Second Step in 12 Step Cult Indoctrination: Sexual Assualt At Sober Living Environments, or Clean and Sober Living Homes
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