TW: Sexual Assault
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Going through another bout of working through my trauma. I underwent a procedure called a VCUG as a small child and TL;DR it's a bladder examination that involves forced urethral penetration and bladder filling and then pissing onto a table in front of multiple strangers and usually, a parent. It's humiliating, violating and painful and literally causes the same psychological damage as a violent rape. So basically, i am a rape survivor. All it took was once and my brain has long been messed up ever since.
But it's difficult to not feel alone. It's difficult to feel like i have the right to feel upset or triggered with all the shit that's been coming out lately, such as with the Epstein files. Like, "well Fae, what the fuck do you have to be triggered for? Your assault was medical and assumed to be for your health, that's so not the same as being exploited for sex."
Mates...
Ash had to literally look me in the face and remind me that being penetrated with medical tools against my will in what is effectively still experimental, while nurses laughed and smiled at me and being robbed of my privacy and safety and being horribly violated...is in fact something to be triggered about. I just feel so detached from it sometimes, i learned to invalidate my experiences at such a young age that it's hard for me to connect with my trauma in a way that reminds me... "hey, yeah, it's okay to be triggered." Not even just in the wake of the files, but ever. I feel like i don't have a community.
I oftentimes feel broken or completely alone with this niche trauma. Even a VCUG survivors group i found doesn't feel like i belong there bc they share your stories to raise awareness (i shared mine), but i haven't managed to connect with anyone. It's cold and lonely, i feel like i'm outside looking in.
Idk entirely why i'm sharing all this. It's just been something I'm struggling with. I think it's why my Snupin fic has been so important to me lately, as it has encapsulated so, so many elements of my PTSD about so many things and the release has been euphoric. But it's also been really hard.
I feel alone when it comes to what i have survived. I feel that i do not deserve to have it acknowledged or accepted, yet i desire this very much deep down. It's a hard thing to contend with. Sorry if this was upsetting to read, i just have been kinda losing my mind with the Epstein shit. And everything else... not looking for pity or anything, i just felt the call to open up. Thought it might be good for me. Wishing everyone strength in these terrifying and confusing times. ❤️🩹










