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Obsession: A true story about my PTSD

CONTENT WARNING: Sexual assault/pedophilia


Never once have I thought about writing an article this dark, but I must do what needs to be done. I was scrolling through my feed today when I noticed a friend of my brother posted a photo of someone who was in trouble for child porn. I looked at the name on the photo and my blood ran cold. I was upset, panicky, yet excited that karma has its way. This man you see here is one of my causes of PTSD.


This guy was my dad’s fiance’s son. He was always weird. And he seemed to have a horrible obsession with me. When I say horrible he was always around me. That should have been the red flag, but I didn't catch it soon enough.


There wasn’t just one occasion with Mike, it was a handful of occasions, but the last occasion was my last straw. I know I should have stepped forward then.

One of the first few times was when we were swimming both at the beach and a relative's pool. He’d walk up to me and try to fondle my breasts (which still causes me unease when anyone gets near them). A few times I’d kick him the balls and then write it up as a rare time phenomenon or possibly my fault.

It didn’t stop there, and things were worse, one night while his cousin was out from Ohio, Mike flashed me not once but twice. I told him he was disgusting and ignored his advances. That’s when he ‘tripped over a sock’ (one of the stories he told his mom), and his hands fondled my breasts yet again for the last time. I remember telling his aunt first since his mom was busy. I was really hoping for some repercussions or some kind of punishment for his actions. His mom sided with him and believed he fell over a sock, basically ignored what happened.

Let me backtrack a bit about how I mentioned it was one of the stories that he told his mom. He told her a new story about what happened every time, and for some reason, she still didn’t believe him. She seemed more upset at me for painting her ‘little angel’ out to be something that she thought he wasn’t. I

Now that I see that he’s in jail for child porn. I’m starting to wonder if I wasn’t the only person he had this fascination for or if there are others out there. Even if he did it to you once, that’s one time too many, this man needs to be stopped. I can’t allow any more innocent adults or children to be part of his cruel game. Feel free to message me personally if you have any questions or if you have a story that you want to remain anonymous.

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Jen
Jen
Aug 30, 2020

Thanks Ashelton4201. I plan on making an appointment with my local mental health tomorrow to see if I can get an .appointment. Iknow it'll help. It takes me forever to open up to people in general.

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ashelton4201
Aug 30, 2020

The men in our community are looking out for men like him and protecting the children in the community we live in

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ashelton4201
Aug 30, 2020

It's definitely not ur fault I've been through it too and I used to think the same thing!! I have been through continuous counseling for years! What I don't understand is why the police let him go...I mean they found things in his home why is this NOT enough evidence? How many more kids have to be hurt for someone to do something? I'm sorry you had to go through this and I hope something is done before someone else gets assaulted even worse then the ordeal you went through

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I just want to say none of it was your fault. Missing 'red flags' and stuff like that doesn't mean you weren't strong enough or smart enough or whatever else. You were a kid and he's a manipulator. Those kinds of people are experts in hiding what they are and getting everyone else, including their victims, to believe there's nothing wrong. I'm just happy that karma caught up to him. Hopefully this will keep him from preying on anyone else, but I am pissed that nobody believed you before. They should have been protecting you. Regardless of if they believed he was a pedophile; the fact you said something and the fact you were uncomfortable with him should have been…

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