Molested.
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I came across an eerily familiar face on the way home yesterday. It is him. Him who did it a few weeks ago. I can still remember how I charged home, showered rigorously, crawled under my blanket, laid on my bed, buried my head into my pillow and cried till I was so exhausted I fell asleep that night. Each time I experience it again, it just gets worse. The burdens of the previous encounters accumulate to bear an increasingly heavier weight on me. Flashbacks of the traumatic experiences hit me again. Sometimes I could feel my head exploding with these images. There are times the hauntings get so bad that I cry my eyes dry at night n wake up with slighty sore eyes, spending the next day in a daze. Why is Singapore so molesters infested? I hate these freaks. They derive their brief pleasures at the expense of inflicting a long suffering wound on me. Each one came along to stab it deeper as if to prevent it from healing.
It hurts so bad cos as much as I m angry with them, I am also angry with myself. Why couldn’t I stand up for myself? Most of the times, I was so frightened I just froze and blanked out. Cornered to my seat, I didn’t even attempt to flee, much less to confront them. Each time I wanted to confront them, I couldn’t surmount enough courage to. I feared that they would yell “bhb!who wants to molest u?!” or something, yielding yet more humiliation for me. I told very few people about these encounters, and even if I did I wouldn’t reveal everything. I didn’t tell my parents anything at all cos I don’t want them to worry about me, it breaks my heart to give them heartaches. I didn’t really tell my friends cos I think they might not believe me and I don’t know what they would think if I did. And I recall that there was this time I was chilling out with a friend, we were reading some magazine and came across this article about molestation. There was this line “don’t worry people would love to save the damsel in distress, especially since you are pretty” or something and I lamented what if the damsel is not. So I casually mentioned one of my encounters to my friend and said that “I don’t understand why he picked me. It’s not like I m pretty. And I was always in baggy shirts and long jeans.” “Ya lor.” She replied.
Perhaps she didn’t mean anything and it was just a simple reply but it sealed my fate to that of a silent victim and it confirmed my fears that those perverts had picked me cos no one would believe me if I had accused them of doing it. It was all still bearable until I encountered this ‘Romeo turned pervert” guy a few months ago, and my self-esteem plunged to an all-time low. I have been stuck in a state of perpetual misery since. The strong, sunshine girl who everyone used to know is finally tearing up from the inside. Their aunt agony is drowning in her own agony now. Bitterness filled the smiles and laughter I squeezed out of me. I desperately want to get back on my feet. That’s why I m releasing some of the bitterness I feel inside here. -
You should defend yourself, tell that guy off... -
Remember his face and report to police. Get a lawyer and sue him until he bankrupt and serve his term in jail.
Besides, the inmates in changi prison doesn't like molesters/rapists muchOriginally posted by sqully:I came across an eerily familiar face on the way home yesterday. It is him. Him who did it a few weeks ago. I can still remember how I charged home, showered rigorously, crawled under my blanket, laid on my bed, buried my head into my pillow and cried till I was so exhausted I fell asleep that night. Each time I experience it again, it just gets worse. The burdens of the previous encounters accumulate to bear an increasingly heavier weight on me. Flashbacks of the traumatic experiences hit me again. Sometimes I could feel my head exploding with these images. There are times the hauntings get so bad that I cry my eyes dry at night n wake up with slighty sore eyes, spending the next day in a daze. Why is Singapore so molesters infested? I hate these freaks. They derive their brief pleasures at the expense of inflicting a long suffering wound on me. Each one came along to stab it deeper as if to prevent it from healing.
It hurts so bad cos as much as I m angry with them, I am also angry with myself. Why couldn’t I stand up for myself? Most of the times, I was so frightened I just froze and blanked out. Cornered to my seat, I didn’t even attempt to flee, much less to confront them. Each time I wanted to confront them, I couldn’t surmount enough courage to. I feared that they would yell “bhb!who wants to molest u?!” or something, yielding yet more humiliation for me. I told very few people about these encounters, and even if I did I wouldn’t reveal everything. I didn’t tell my parents anything at all cos I don’t want them to worry about me, it breaks my heart to give them heartaches. I didn’t really tell my friends cos I think they might not believe me and I don’t know what they would think if I did. And I recall that there was this time I was chilling out with a friend, we were reading some magazine and came across this article about molestation. There was this line “don’t worry people would love to save the damsel in distress, especially since you are pretty” or something and I lamented what if the damsel is not. So I casually mentioned one of my encounters to my friend and said that “I don’t understand why he picked me. It’s not like I m pretty. And I was always in baggy shirts and long jeans.” “Ya lor.” She replied.
Perhaps she didn’t mean anything and it was just a simple reply but it sealed my fate to that of a silent victim and it confirmed my fears that those perverts had picked me cos no one would believe me if I had accused them of doing it. It was all still bearable until I encountered this ‘Romeo turned pervert” guy a few months ago, and my self-esteem plunged to an all-time low. I have been stuck in a state of perpetual misery since. The strong, sunshine girl who everyone used to know is finally tearing up from the inside. Their aunt agony is drowning in her own agony now. Bitterness filled the smiles and laughter I squeezed out of me. I desperately want to get back on my feet. That’s why I m releasing some of the bitterness I feel inside here. -
Esp. during their bathing time...Originally posted by Boo777:Remember his face and report to police. Get a lawyer and sue him until he bankrupt and serve his term in jail.
Besides, the inmates in changi prison doesn't like molesters/rapists much
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shout if he does it next time. u cannot jus let him hav his way or else next time he may do something worse. SHOUT!!!
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I suppose you haven't reported the incidents to the police? It's the molesters who should feel ashamed of their dirty and despicable behaviour, not the victims. Don't let them escape the hands of justice, don't condone their acts because these beasts will strike again at other innocent people.
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Suggest you seek therapy . Go to a counselor.
Very sorry that on top of being a victim, you're made to feel that you're powerless and that you don't deserve sympathy or help because of your looks. Part of this is due to the social attitudes around you.... but you've got to have a healthy self esteem to be able to defend and help yourself too. So once again, please speak to a counselor. I think this problem is too heavy to bear alone. -
sorry to hear that but you didn't mention what did the guy/s do to you that constitute molestation or outrage of modesty.
in sgp, women always get protected (even if the guy is not wrong) bcos of the women's charter.
i just hope its not bcos of your bitterness in a soured relationship (last paragraph) that made you write this.
and you ought to talk to your parents about this, not bcos you don't want them to worry but bcos they are your family and they should be supportive towards you in all situations. if you think that is difficult pls call one of the helplines to seek help immediately.
hope all goes well for you. pls don't keep it to yourself any longer. talk n talk more about it. you will get better. -
you try One more time.......
Test my patience....
I can't ban you Mahai...i have my means...
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i can still remember one of my first traumatic experience. it happened when i was in sec 3. there was this guy i recognised as one of the regular faces i see on the bus everyday. i started to notice after some time that he always sits ard me and soon after he started to sit beside me. i tot it was no big deal probably just coindeince then one day even when the seat beside me was occupied,he'd sit somewhere near and wait for the person beside me to alight n he would move to me.
at first he didnt do anything so ok. i started to feel like smt warm being pressed against my tights or my stomach but i tot mayb it's a little squeezy or smt it's not uncommon that in buses sometimes u hav the other person's body pressed against u. and i always fell asleep on the damn long journey so when i feel smt and opened my eyes,i always see his hands with his briefcase so i thought i must be thinking too much. it took some time for me to realise that instead of alighting at yio chu kang he now alights at paya lebar. i was puzzled.
and he started to wave goodbye to me after he alighted from the bus i didnt understand why. so there was this time i think was he soon alighting or smt that i finally caught him. i saw his hand pressing aginst my knee and sliding under my sch skirt. i was shocked. upon realising that i hav discovered his act, he pretended to hav his hands in front of his briefcase and alighted quickly. the next day he still got the cheek to sit beside me. but i moved away this time. i'd rather stand for more than an hour. and i never saw him again. looking back at it, i must hav been molested for like at least a month or so. i was real dumb. i was so frustrated with myself and was gorggy when i went to sch for a few days after i dawned upon the fact. till today, he's the pervert that haunts my head most frequently,i can never get rid of him. -
well,if u think sliding ur hands under a woman's skirt or pressing ur palm against her stomach sliding up to the side of her breast isnt molestation then by all means shoot me dead.Originally posted by tiggersgd:sorry to hear that but you didn't mention what did the guy/s do to you that constitute molestation or outrage of modesty.
in sgp, women always get protected (even if the guy is not wrong) bcos of the women's charter.
i just hope its not bcos of your bitterness in a soured relationship (last paragraph) that made you write this.
and you ought to talk to your parents about this, not bcos you don't want them to worry but bcos they are your family and they should be supportive towards you in all situations. if you think that is difficult pls call one of the helplines to seek help immediately.
hope all goes well for you. pls don't keep it to yourself any longer. talk n talk more about it. you will get better. -
i apologise if i offended you in anyway but pls read in your first post which i am replying to that and answer me if you have indeed written any of the acts that were being done by the guys which u claim outrage of modesty.Originally posted by sqully:well,if u think sliding ur hands under a woman's skirt or pressing ur palm against her stomach sliding up to the side of her breast isnt molestation then by all means shoot me dead.
you wrote of your first molestation account (bus) only after my posting. i am only trying to establish facts and truth here which may help readers to understand your situation better.
u seriously need help and its not online. -
sorry if my reply was too harsh.i was worked up cos the very reason why i didnt want to tell ppl was that i m afraid they might not believe me and instead question me n accuse me of makin up stories. since now i decided to share it here i should not hav avoided the details.sorry.Originally posted by tiggersgd:i apologise if i offended you in anyway but pls read in your first post which i am replying to that and answer me if you have indeed written any of the acts that were being done by the guys which u claim outrage of modesty.
you wrote of your first molestation account (bus) only after my posting. i am only trying to establish facts and truth here which may help readers to understand your situation better.
u seriously need help and its not online. -
its alright...understandable to be angry n frustrated in your position.Originally posted by sqully:sorry if my reply was too harsh.i was worked up cos the very reason why i didnt want to tell ppl was that i m afraid they might not believe me and instead question me n accuse me of makin up stories. since now i decided to share it here i should not hav avoided the details.sorry.
pls really talk to your parents. at least try. if not, teachers, counselors or gd close friends who take you seriously. -
girl, it's not ur fault. A pervert will make his move on any girl, no matter ugly or pretty, slim or fat, as long as she is a female.
U have to get over it and learn to protect yourself. Since u are such an easy prey, the more you should do something about it. Juz give him a hard kick down there and step on his feet, or bring some pepper spray or sharp object in your hands.. or just scream when he is near. Try not to go home late, and if u do, get a family member to wait for u and accompany you home.
I also got tailed sometimes when I come home late. But I always shake them away. -
nowadays, skool essay got so much sexual contents...
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You should SCREAM at the TOP of YOUR VOICE NEXT TIME....Originally posted by sqully:sorry if my reply was too harsh.i was worked up cos the very reason why i didnt want to tell ppl was that i m afraid they might not believe me and instead question me n accuse me of makin up stories. since now i decided to share it here i should not hav avoided the details.sorry.
LEAVE the THINKINGS, WORRYINGS and EXPLANATIONS to the GUY... -
How old are you?Originally posted by sqully:I came across an eerily familiar face on the way home yesterday. It is him. Him who did it a few weeks ago. I can still remember how I charged home, showered rigorously, crawled under my blanket, laid on my bed, buried my head into my pillow and cried till I was so exhausted I fell asleep that night. Each time I experience it again, it just gets worse. The burdens of the previous encounters accumulate to bear an increasingly heavier weight on me. Flashbacks of the traumatic experiences hit me again. Sometimes I could feel my head exploding with these images. There are times the hauntings get so bad that I cry my eyes dry at night n wake up with slighty sore eyes, spending the next day in a daze. Why is Singapore so molesters infested? I hate these freaks. They derive their brief pleasures at the expense of inflicting a long suffering wound on me. Each one came along to stab it deeper as if to prevent it from healing.
It hurts so bad cos as much as I m angry with them, I am also angry with myself. Why couldn’t I stand up for myself? Most of the times, I was so frightened I just froze and blanked out. Cornered to my seat, I didn’t even attempt to flee, much less to confront them. Each time I wanted to confront them, I couldn’t surmount enough courage to. I feared that they would yell “bhb!who wants to molest u?!” or something, yielding yet more humiliation for me. I told very few people about these encounters, and even if I did I wouldn’t reveal everything. I didn’t tell my parents anything at all cos I don’t want them to worry about me, it breaks my heart to give them heartaches. I didn’t really tell my friends cos I think they might not believe me and I don’t know what they would think if I did. And I recall that there was this time I was chilling out with a friend, we were reading some magazine and came across this article about molestation. There was this line “don’t worry people would love to save the damsel in distress, especially since you are pretty” or something and I lamented what if the damsel is not. So I casually mentioned one of my encounters to my friend and said that “I don’t understand why he picked me. It’s not like I m pretty. And I was always in baggy shirts and long jeans.” “Ya lor.” She replied.
Perhaps she didn’t mean anything and it was just a simple reply but it sealed my fate to that of a silent victim and it confirmed my fears that those perverts had picked me cos no one would believe me if I had accused them of doing it. It was all still bearable until I encountered this ‘Romeo turned pervert” guy a few months ago, and my self-esteem plunged to an all-time low. I have been stuck in a state of perpetual misery since. The strong, sunshine girl who everyone used to know is finally tearing up from the inside. Their aunt agony is drowning in her own agony now. Bitterness filled the smiles and laughter I squeezed out of me. I desperately want to get back on my feet. That’s why I m releasing some of the bitterness I feel inside here. -
why bother reporting it here....report it to the police la. if u got courage to post here....im sure you are clever enuff to go to the cops...
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What in the hell are you waiting for? GO TO THE POLICE!!
If you still don't lift a finger, do you know what will happen? He will molest MORE people! What if it one of your family? What if it is one of US?
C'mon! It is not YOU who did it, it is HIM. So go ahead and report and heck care! Or are you just a wimpy person who is scared? NO! I believe that you are a very brave person, and I think that is what EVERYONE thinks.
If the police manage to NAB that person, you be doing a good for the society! There will be less molesters prowling around and the streets will be so much safer and why? BECAUSE YOU TOLD. -
if she go to the police, she will have to face the embarrassment again.. and those nasty questions that they will ask.. worse if go to court.
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Chang tong bu ru duan tong?Originally posted by browniebaobao:if she go to the police, she will have to face the embarrassment again.. and those nasty questions that they will ask.. worse if go to court. -
but u must understand that even if the pervert got punished, she might not recover from it. coz she cannot erase the memory that she was molested. you understand? It's all up to her to walk out of it.Originally posted by ^spidee^:Chang tong bu ru duan tong? -
What if the molestor strikes again?Originally posted by browniebaobao:but u must understand that even if the pervert got punished, she might not recover from it. coz she cannot erase the memory that she was molested. you understand? It's all up to her to walk out of it. -
Originally posted by LinLing:What in the hell are you waiting for? GO TO THE POLICE!!
If you still don't lift a finger, do you know what will happen? He will molest MORE people! What if it one of your family? What if it is one of US?
C'mon! It is not YOU who did it, it is HIM. So go ahead and report and heck care! Or are you just a wimpy person who is scared? NO! I believe that you are a very brave person, and I think that is what EVERYONE thinks.
If the police manage to NAB that person, you be doing a good for the society! There will be less molesters prowling around and the streets will be so much safer and why? BECAUSE YOU TOLD.
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