HAUNTED BY THE PAST

 I've been thinking about the future of late. About how badly some boys are raised. About how clueless some girls are to what has been or is been done to them. About how 5mins can change the course of a person's life without them knowing and about how all these could ultimately lead to the end of several lives and in effect, the world as we know it. Like I said, about a lot.  Lately, everything seems to be a bother. I walk around, a shadow of myself and I have no idea how to get myself back. What, you may ask is the cause of this feeling? 

I'll tell you shortly. It all started with four little words "Come to my room". I was 3years old, I was happy to play. There was no way I would have thought that my beloved uncle would ask me to hold onto his genitals and slowly go up and down. Well, I went to his room, I held his genitals and, he instructed me how it was to be done. I smiled, happy because, my uncle was happy with the work done. Soon, I hear mummy call for me, and so I leave. Uncle tells me to return the next day, so that I may complete my lessons. I don't remember if I went back. 

   I didn't realize that what was done was something called abuse. I didn't know that several other acts including this qualify as sexual abuse. I didn't know all these till I was in the university. And, that is when it hit me, I was abused and I wasn't even aware of it. I'll be more careful now, I will do well to be weary of the opposite sex. And so, I did.