Child abuse story from Alex was created June 1, 2007 and was originally
posted to my child abuse stories page on May 23, 2007 as story #126.
Alex is from Syracuse, New York, USA.
The following child abuse story from Alex depicts: sexual abuse, emotional abuse and child neglect
The child abuse effects on Alex: loss of true identity, exposure to completely inappropriate sexualized behaviour
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My story starts the day after I was born. I was born in Warsaw, Poland on an Air Force Base. My mother had given birth to two beautiful sons; me Alex and my brother Jon. However, the day after we were born, my parents decided to have us circumcised, and a horrible thing happened. The doctor removed too much of my penis by accident. After he informed my parents, he told them I could go under surgery to have a sex change because that would be more convincing and would look better down there. So I became Alexa.
Growing up, I was always in the hospital having surgery to correct what had happened. At the age of 6, my parents informed my brother and I we would be going into therapy because we were fighting too much. But that was not the reason at all. We were going to see a sex therapist to make me learn the role of a woman.
At the first session, my brother and I were told we were fighting too much because we did not know much about each other. Then the therapist asked if my parents could leave the room. When they had left, he asked both of us to take our clothes off. My brother and I just looked at each other. Then he told us if we did not, he would for us. We both did it really fast and tried to cover as much of ourselves with our hands as we could. Our parents had always kept us separate and we had never seen each other without our clothes on.
The therapist told me to lie down on the couch with my hands at my sides, and then he and my brother knelt down beside me. He started at my breast--my breasts had already started to develop because of the drugs I was on. He first played with them, and then had my brother follow what he had done. I was crying the whole time. Then he moved down to my vagina and stuck a finger in it. It really hurt. He pushed it in as far as it could go. At that point, I was screaming for him to stop. He told my brother to do it after he had taken it out. He was so scared that he said no. The doctor then took his hand and put three of his fingers in my vagina. That was the end of our first session with him.
The doctor gave my parents very detailed instructions about how to treat us. We were always supposed to be together: bed time, bath time, getting dressed, everything. He also said it would be a good idea to give us both enemas every hour the day before we came to see him, which was once a week.
At the second visit, we learned about the male anatomy. He had us both undress, but this time he had Jon lay on the couch. He made me play with Jon’s penis and put a finger up his butt. We both cried the whole time.
We continued our visits to him for the next seven years. At this point, my brother and I were having sex on a regular basis, always supervised by our parents or the doctor, who would give us tips.
Once, I had a really sore stomach during school, so the nurse sent me to the hospital. My brother came along. When I got there, the nurse asked me some questions, and then the ER doctor came in. He told me he was going to give me a vaginal exam and asked if I wanted my brother to leave. I said no. When he gave me the exam he noticed that I was not a girl and asked me about it. I had no idea.
The ER doctor called the cops, suspecting child abuse. The therapist and my parents were arrested and were sent to jail.
I have become Alex, my true name, and now I feel more complete.
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