My Dad Rapped Me - In 2025 (i believe in the spring), my dad molested me. I was 9 at the time. In the winter, my dad would like to chill and watch netflix on the couch, but he always liked someone to cuddle. Because my parents were so young when they had me, my dad wasn’t exactly a father figure. We blurred the lines between friend and caretaker quite often. He wins every time. “the past is in the past!” “get over it, already. ”. North 24 parganas (wb), january 18 (ani): My dad was a hero through it all—he never faltered in his immense ability to help me with whatever i needed, regardless of how difficult it must have been on him. He and my mom both. Whenever i tried telling my father what his friends were doing to me, he would slap me and hit me. His friends would come, have sex with me and leave some cash. I then started meeting people. A woman who was repeatedly raped by her father when she was a child has spoken out after he was jailed for four years. Nikki houston, of aberdeen, told bbc scotland news that her first. I was raped by my father from the age of 6 to the age of 11, so was my sister, and my brother was forced to see what my father was doing to her as well. It took me years to come out and talk. Michael broussard at age 6 in 1971 and his sisters mary, left, and ruthie, and his grandmother. I am a survivor of childhood sexual abuse. More specifically and brutally, i was raped by my. When i was 3 i talked with my aunt about my abuse and she told my mom my mom told my dad and i got beat up. I haven't spoken to my aunt since this time. When i was at school no. “i was sexually abused by my father, got pregnant to him at 17, and had an abortion. I left home, went to college, and got my bachelor's and, eventually, master’s in nursing. Dad was sitting to my left and he placed his right hand on my left leg, and then began patting me.
In 2025 (i believe in the spring), my dad molested me. I was 9 at the time. In the winter, my dad would like to chill and watch netflix on the couch, but he always liked someone to cuddle. Because my parents were so young when they had me, my dad wasn’t exactly a father figure. We blurred the lines between friend and caretaker quite often.