Let’s be signs that someone was molested

I'm the name Lorna.

What a ridiculous over simplification.

I’m a dancer.

I'm the maladaptive, borderline-histrionic obsession with my pit bull.

I'm the little girl voice on a 40 year old woman.

I'm in porn

I’m the constant drama.

I'm the obsession with pedophiles.

I'm the borderline personality disorder.

I'm the unmedicated cluster B disorder.

I'm the stalking.

I'm the drug addiction, followed by the hyper-religiosity.

I'm the publicity stunt-made interview of a 45+YO celeb who needs to seek attention.

I'm the over used hole if gay. Yeah I'm hot, but I'll let almost anyone fuck me to fill the void my [insert pedo] left when he stole my innocence.

If a woman, I'm a 90s Lifetime Movie main character.

I’m the itchy cooter, yall

What is it with incest survivors and repeating the act over & over or going full schoolmarm?

I’m the depression, anxiety, sexual dysfunction and the inability to form any meaningful relationships with other human beings.

I’ve finally reached the age where the only guys that would fuck me are the same age the old creep who molested me, so I’m celibate now.

I'm the early-onset alcoholism!

We’re the Jacksons.

I'm the disdain of tattoos

[quote] I’m the depression, anxiety, sexual dysfunction and the inability to form any meaningful relationships with other human beings.

I haven’t been molested, and that describes me!

I’m OP

No.

I'm the extreme, profoundly exaggerated startle response. The tiniest sound, motion, or other stimulus will cause me to make someone jump out of their skin several times a day...and sometimes more often.

My host humans are always on guard for threats. They are generally not happy adults.

I’m the retarded baby.

I'm the earrings

I'm the Caftans!

I’m the career in activism and awareness-raising.

I'm the thick scars from cutting myself. I have to release the unbearable pressure in head anyway I can.

My head ^

I'm the simmering rage and tension at big family gatherings when a certain someone, or their complacent spouse, are around.

I'm the nightmares that leave you waking up in a cold sweat

I'm the person in baggy clothes that are too big for me. I am trying to hide from the world. I want to disappear.

I'm the lack of showering and 100 pound weight gain.

OP, you tried

I'm the poached cod in tomato sauce with prunes recipe.

I'm too depressed to drain my pasta.

I have a pussy.

I'm the double penetration.

I'm being more comfortable with anonymous sex than with sex with a caring partner.

Clinging onto your childhood voice

I’m the color blue. 💙🩵💙🩵💙

R38, are you also R5?

[quote] I’m the color blue. 💙🩵💙🩵💙

I like you.

Bryan Singer taught me to swim!

I'm the scary promiscuity!

YOU KNEW MOM YOU KNEW!

I'm the danger hair.

I'm the 99th trip to human resources.

I’m the no no hole that never will say yes.

I’m the 120 pounds on a 5 10 frame… with spiky hair.

I'm the 11 abortions.

I'm the happy healthy life that everyone insists I cannot possibly have even though I do.

I'm the 16-yr-old pregnant corpse. My longterm abuser knocked me up, and when I refused an abortion (because his wife was pregnant at the same time), he strangled then shot me in the chest. Then he compacted my car and put me in the Dumpster he knew would be going to the landfill that very day.

Five years on and I finally got some justice.

I’m the fear of windowless vans and offers of free candy.

Borderline personality disorder.

This is the most awful vile thread EVER.

Go outside for a walk !

R55 go fuck your dad

R55 You fuck your own dad? 🚩

Anyone who says things like “I had the perfect daddy! He was the best man!”

^^^ Your comment reminded me of a hideous T-shirt I saw in the local Walmart (don't ask):

"Daddy: A son's first hero, a daughter's first love."

MacKynsee, are you ready for the purity dance?

I’m the inability to orgasm with any man, but I will fuck any man.

I’m the Kombucha Bottom with a perpetually soft cock. I’m collecting as many loads as possible in “my pussy” to ferment. The test results surprise you get for C/G/S in a few weeks are my way of getting back at daddy. Enjoy the drip!

I'm the six cats and the smell of urine. 🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱🐱

I am the bad behavior for which I take no responsibility and if you call me on it you're a fucking asshole...because.... you know.... I was MOLESTED!!

I'm the twice-daily Silkwood Showers!

Greetings! I'm the bleeding butthole.

I’m the doll used to indicate where the inappropriate touching took place.

I’m all the plastic surgery.

This thread has just made me sad.

Let be the other side. After all, there are two sides to every story.

I’m the perfectly normal person you live or work with.

R69 That’s the sad part it’s all a con, all a facade.

That’s bullshit R70. Do you know how many people have been molested? More than you can imagine. They don’t wear a sign.

I'm the obesity.

I’m the break with The Church.

This is the best thread ever. Most of it is like poetry.

I'm the change of name from Satchel to "Ronan." 😂

Oh, wait. You said molested? Or accusing of molesting?

I’m the refusal to let the past rest. And to keep [italic]other people’s secrets!

I’m the career in stand-up comedy.

I'm your mom yelling "CAN'T YOU JUST GET OVER IT? TURN THE PAGE, TURN THE PAGE."

What about poorly supported suspicions of pedophilia and pedophilia inspired motivations in others, a strong aversion to open mouthed kissing, and a refusal to discuss sex except in the broadest, most impersonal terms (like when suggesting someone else is a pervert), a borderline prudish demeanor, and vague references to how, in the past, pedophiles wold be quietly dealt with by the community?

Stuff along the lines of Elon Must accusing that cave diver of being a pedophile because he had been to Thailand, but just weird, not asshole-y because it’s not a public accusation, just comments made in private.

I'm the conversion to Islam.

I'm the inability to sustain a functional relationship.

I'm the tendency to offend people around me with wildly inappropriate comments --which I find hilarious -- since my personal boundaries were breached as a child, I don't recognize others' personal boundaries.

I'm the over-sharing of mine and other's personal information.

The St. Dymphna Middle School Soccer Team walks funny.

I'm the role on a Real Housewives franchise.

I'm the toothpaste splatter on the bathroom mirror.

That one sounds personal, R84.

I'm the unflushed shit surrounded by light brown water and NO TOILET PAPER!

Being a fkin whore. Sorry we have to be real.

I’m the fibromyalgia

I'm Niki Smith

"Haven't you read A Little Life yet? It is AMAZING! And the six-hour Dutch-language stage adaptation was even better!"

Who is Niki Smith, and why do people around here keep mentioning her?

I am non-binary. I’m not a woman. I bind my chest to hide my breasts.

Though I posted joke here are we actually minimizing molestation and trauma. I don’t know. It just feels wrong reading through the comments.

[quote]I am non-binary. I’m not a woman. I bind my chest to hide my breasts.

MyTwoCents, that’s what a lot of straight people think about gender-nonconforming and/or same-sex attracted people. “They must have been molested!”

I’m the diary, written in code.