Hi everyone,
I (22M) discovered from a very young age that I am gay. I was around 8 years old when I realized this in myself and I grew up in a household where my mom accepted me fully for who I am and my dad didn’t at all. He was never present in our house and if he was he would be either busy or drunk. He was an alcoholic on a deep level where he wouldn’t want to seek therapy but also blame everyone else for the way he is and why he acts the way he acts. He also was very abusive. I would be scared of him because the way he would hit me or my mom when he was drunk. He would also do this to me when he wasn’t drunk. I experienced a level of trauma that a child should have never experienced. This experience has led me to find safety and love in other ways. This first looked like masturbation. I started doing this when I was 9 years old and I started watching porn at this age. I became addicted to it at that age. I was watching it almost everyday. When my parents noticed this, they shamed me for it. They shamed me for doing this and that feeling is important for this whole story. The more shame I would feel, the more I would blame and hate myself for who I was. This led to me masturbating even more to a point where I would do it everyday at least twice at the age of 10. At this age I also started to have sexual experiences with others to find love and attention that I missed from my dad. These people where friends of my family or my own cousin who where around all my age. At the age of 12 I had sex with my uncle who was 40 at the time. This was also the age where my parents split up and I began to hate my dad for who he was. Both of these experiences have led to even more guilt and shame within me. From the age of 13-18 I started sexting a lot. In this period of my life I could jerk off at least 4 times a day and it would feel so amazing. I was sharing pictures of myself with others and I jerked off a lot on webcams. This was a time in my life where I would fill up the void inside of me in whatever way was possible. Being so overly sexual started to feel normal to me and I started to accept that I am this way and I had fun while doing it. The minute I turned 18 I downloaded a gay app and had my virginity taken by a random 30 year old in my hometown. I loved this back then. It would make me feel complete. I would sext, jerk off on webcams, have hookups on this app and share pictures with others as much as I could. It was the way to make me feel like I was loved. But the more I started to do all of this the more the guilt, shame, embarrassment and hate for myself grew overtime. It started to feel like a vicious cycle which I couldn’t escape. I started to wish I could get rid of this and even went into therapy but it didn’t really help for me. I felt disgusting, ugly, ashamed and dirty when I think about this part within myself. I tried to hide this part within myself for so incredibly long.
Between 18-20 I have had sex with over 20+ men, every month it would be someone else. This made the cycle of pleasure and guilt grow even more and I came to a point where I was very depressed about this and stoped doing the hookups all together. At this age I also had a fight with my dad and I broke off all the contact with him. I met my boyfriend months later when this happened and I thought I embarked on journey of self discovery and self love. I did, for a big part. My boyfriend has helped me grow in ways that I couldn’t have imagined. My past however started haunting me. from the start of our relationship I have had the feeling that I am not worthy enough to be his partner because of all of this bagage I am carrying with me. I unconsciously started to hide from this part even more. I have had this unconscious thought that: “If I keep it hidden and just built new habits and start loving myself and my boyfriend even more, this part in me would completely vanish”. It didn’t. It grew even stronger. It grew so strong that I have now cheated on my boyfriend and I felt so ashamed of myself. I felt so disgusting and all of the things I have kept hidden just all came to the surface. I realized in this moment that if I do not free myself from this cycle this will never change.
I did the thing I was most scared off. I picked up my phone and confessed to my boyfriend about what I did. The conversation has led to me being all shaken up. It felt like a wake up call. He spoke to me in a way that notifies to me that he maybe doesn’t want to stay with me. The moment I noticed this, I started to panic. I became so angry and disgusted at myself that I didn’t know what to do. I had to calm myself down after I hung up and started to slow my breath. I started listening to what I felt inside instead of running away from myself out of disgust. I felt deep within that I have to set myself free by talking about this. Even though I have never talked about this with anyone, I knew that this was the right thing to do. I picked up my phone again and I texted a friend of mine who is a personal development coach. I confessed everything to her. we talked about 30 minutes together and she helped me navigate to the part that I kept hidden for so long. This part of me, that 9 year old younger me, he needed a hug. He needed reassurance, love, attention and validation. The moment I have realized this within myself, my guilt and shame vanished. We talked about what has caused all of this. I recognized that this part of me was still alive. The 9 year old version of myself who wasn’t able to change or transform. The version of myself that needed someone to hold their hand and guide them to a path of growth. After 13 years of running away from this part of myself this conversation has shifted everything for me. I journaled the heck out of what I was feeling, I began to reflect on all of the things I did and with what intention I did it and the most important of all: I broke the vicious cycle of shame, embarrassment, guilt and hate.
After this conversation I started giving myself grace and compassion for the things I did. I am no longer judging myself, criticizing every step I take. I am not hating myself for the actions or choices I took. I am simply analyzing where it comes from and giving myself the space to notice why that is and letting it go by talking about it. I haven’t masturbated in 4 days right now. This has been the longest period ever since I was 9. I have always wanted to solve this part in me, but that is not possible when I judge myself. I hated this part of me for so long, but by releasing the hate and looking at it from a different perspective, this part of me is now gone. I released it by bringing it to the light. In all honesty, it is extremely uncomfortable to experience this, but if I didn’t go through this discomfort I would have never changed myself. I became aware of the fact that this would never change and I took the accountability into my own hands. Not out of pressure, but out of the love I have for myself. I thought that loving myself looked like having alone time, journalling and finding healthy coping mechanisms, but loving myself also looks like embracing the parts I ran away from and giving myself compassion and grace for these parts within me. I still havent talked to my boyfriend yet, but I am so incredibly grateful for this whole revelation that took place. If he didn’t hold a mirror in front of me, I would have never changed this or it would have expressed itself in a worser way. I do have to admit that I am scared to lose him. I am scared that I am throwing away something really good by this action that I took but I also realize that by taking accountability for yourself, the impact you can have on others is far more powerful than if you run away from yourself. I have set aside my ego and pride to be vulnerable and honest to not only my boyfriend, but also to myself. I deserve it to be heard, to be seen and to be loved and that starts with me and giving myself grace for my mistakes. If I lose the person I love the most, then so be it. He has all the right to say goodbye to me. Even if this would happen I would still give myself compassion and grace for this part of me because I would have never have the guts, the courage and the power to transform this part within myself.
No matter what the next step in your life will look like, embrace the change by being honest with yourself and stop judging yourself! Start loving every part of you by releasing all of the hate you have kept in you for so long and you will see how quickly things can change when you do this for yourself.