I'm Ashamed Of My Body

The Story

Hi, I'm going to start by saying I've always wanted to be a man. Ever since I was a kid, when it comes to that organ, I've been told "are you touching yourself again" (i was caught masturbating once). Briefly... I'm ashamed of my body and I want to change it. I also experienced an attempted rape, and since then I've been afraid to go to a gynecologist. The last time, I inadvertently started shaking my legs, perhaps because I recalled the rape attempt and linked the gynecological examination to repeated rape. The doctor noticed this and asked me why I was shaking. I just can't take up the pose with my legs off... I know... I'm reminded... I'm ashamed. I'm also ashamed that I don't have a penis. It's not fair that men don't have checkups that they have to strip naked. Everyone describes it as a great horror that as soldiers they were undressed in front of many people. What about the women? One time at the hospital, I was undressed in front of three doctors inward plus in front of a woman who was stupid enough not to move her eyes and look at me. She was in her underwear, listening to the tones of her baby, and I had some ball of labia. Maybe he was staring at me because my little labia is actually very big. I hadn't experienced the attempted rape yet. But now? I know it's all my fault because I'm a woman. If I were a man, that wouldn't have happened. I can't sleep at night, I can think of it all the time. I feel humiliated. A couple of times I would have cut my veins or thrown myself out of the window, but I didn't because I didn't have enough courage. I don't know why, but I'm guessing. All of a sudden she's cheerful and then she wants to kill herself. That was the third attempt. When cutting the veins, she survived. I guess she's been through something like this. When I was on the roof of the block next door, I would jump, but I don't have enough courage even for that. It was going to be over in a few seconds. I can't live like this anymore, I can't take it mentally. My psyche is broken. Were the people close to them to help? Nothing like that. It hurts me to blame me for fornication, that I've been looking for it. My cousin told me that if I can't get over it, I'm a weak character. Maybe so, but I really can't get over it. No one supported me. My parents are silent. So in this context, I would like to ask you if this happened to your loved one how would you react? Please write to me gender and age. One person directly told me that he was happy about what I went through. I just want to share what's in my heart and soul. I wish you all the best!

Last Updated
June 15, 2020
Author:
samairajones22

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