Just like the runaway story, I imagine everyone has a “you’re different from me” story. My sister and I grew up without brothers and had no idea they were built differently than we were until this one day! It’s inexplicable, that to this day, I still have some deep shame attached to this “incident”.
I suppose it has something to do with the fact that I was a few years older than the little boy who played a part in this discovery or maybe it’s just that anything to do with our bodies was considered “dirty”, or maybe my sister instigated this event, therefore it’s my fault it happened, I’m not really sure.
Somehow, I attached the notion that I was in a position of power when we asked this boy to show us his, therefore I’m to blame, hence I’m a badly twisted individual.
The thing is I wouldn’t have been more than 9 years old, my sister 7, so how this is all put together in my brain is completely messed up.
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