My story is a weird one. I used to play with my younger ones when we were much younger. While they were sleeping, I would play with them in a bad way, touch them and they wouldn’t know. They were ages 6 and 8, I was 10 years old at the time. This lasted for a while, till I stopped.

I really can’t explain how I stopped or what even led me to it in the first place. One thing I thank God for is that my siblings don’t remember all this. Or maybe they do, but they don’t talk about it. We are all so close and we talk about everything and this has never come up, that’s why I want to believe they don’t remember.

Truth is I haven’t found the courage to talk about this publicly because it’s shameful. This has been a secret I have kept for a very long time. It’s been between me and God. Every time I think about it, it just baffles me. Sometimes I laugh when I remember, but then again, I know how sexually immoral that was now. But I know I’m not that person anymore. God has forgiven me and I’ve forgiven myself.

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