I cried the first time I saw this place. I thought I was a freak or weird, for both loving and hating what had been categorized as rape or forced sex, especially when it had occurred to me in the past. I was in a real dilemma to decide whether to create an account here, but finally decided to do so.
I like snow, a lot. It's white, it's pure, it's beautiful, and I am not sure whether I am fitting to use it as my name here. But like snowing in a summer season, I was brought to this world at the wrong time. My mother had me when she is very young and she said it was an accident. She was very abusive and had been hurting me a lot when I am younger. My father on the other hand is a very caring person and I loved him very much. However, I had been having sex with my father since I am around 11 years old, which I just find out is not normal recently. For years I had also been forced to have sex with boys from my school, which I know now it's consider rape.
I had moved away from my hometown about 2 year ago, trying to move away from all those memories, currently working in the city. I had just got my phone and internet last year so forgive me if sometime I look clumsy.