Your Memories are, WRONG!

Your memories are, WRONG, they’d tell you, nobody EVER hurt you like that!

And, for a long time, you’d, questioned the validity of what you remembered, because, you were so young, and, how can you possibly, recall EVERY single LAST detail of your childhood sexual abuse by your caretaker? Or maybe, it’s, like what they said, you were, only wanting everybody’s attention, that was why, you’d, made it all up!

But, as you grow older, you’d, hated it when people touch you, even as a sign of friendly gesture, and so, you’d, started, digging, into your pasts…

And as you’d, found the bits and pieces of the broken you as a young child, you would, hear that voice: you’re, WRONG! again, and again, and again.

Your memories are WRONG!, or so they’d all hollered at you, so, if they’re wrong, then, why am I, remembering them in bits, and pieces, huh? And, why do they only come back, when I’m, all alone, locked, in that state of that once, so helpless child again? Your memories are WRONG! But, are they? Or, are you the one, who’s WRONG, to think, that your memories are, WRONG…

Your memories are WRONG! But what if, they’re, right? Then, that would mean, that I’d, weathered through, years and years, and years of, sexual, emotional/psychological, and VERBAL abuse in my childhood! Yeah, you’re, probably right, that my memories ARE wrong, because, NOBODY can possibly, live through ALL of that, and become a well-rounded adult!