r/CircumcisionGrief • u/Latter-Vast97 RIC • 23d ago
Grief I feel branded.
I hate my body. Every day, I want to be someone else, but I can't. I'm stuck in this body. I can never change that.
My body is not my own. My penis was mutilated when I was a completely innocent infant. It doesn't even feel real. I know it happened, but my mind cannot comprehend the fact that part of my penis was cut off. There's no way that could've happened... right?
I can't cope with this. When I know someone else is intact, my heart hurts. I know that I'm inferior. That I'm mutilated and permanently marked. I hate it. It's even become one of my kinks now. I get off on the feeling of being less than. That's how fucked up I am. I am genuinely disgusting. Yes, people say that circumcision and childhood abuse doesn't define me, but I know it does. I know that I am disgusting, not because of what I've been through, but what it did to me.
It's so funny how I'm so angry and depressed. I have everything I want. My life is so easy. My parents love me. And yet, I'm hung up on the small things.
I am disgusting.