- Letter To Mom
- Hey! I’m a young guy from Europe.
- I’ve written the letter below to just try and see if writing things down could make me feel better, because I am depressed. When I was around 13 I came to the conclusion that I was attracted to young girls. I had a pretty hard time with this, but you have to trust me when I say that I have never and never will (nor do I want to) sexually abuse a child, although I used to think that I would because of what society told me. “Pedophiles all molest children”. This idea led me to think that I was going to abuse this incredibly beautiful girl.
- But I didn’t, and I don’t want to.
- Even though I felt very badly about being a pedophile back then, I now do recognize that pedophilia doesn’t define the whole me, nor does it have to be a bad thing. Although I still have really bad days, or weeks. Like when I wrote this letter. I just wrote out exactly what I was thinking.
- Hey mom,
- I’m here to tell you how I feel
- Tell you how I’ve been
- Tell you that I’ve lied
- Tell you the truth
- And to tell you that I love you
- Tell you I worry if you’ll love me after this
- When you’ve asked how I’ve been
- I’ve said I was fine
- In truth, I’ve been far from fine
- I’ve been horrible, cried, bit myself, cut myself,
- thought about killing myself
- All because I am… depressed.
- I’m here to tell you what I think
- Tell you how my opinions have been trapped in my head
- Tell you how our beliefs are far from the same
- Yes, those beliefs
- I know you’ve tried to get me to go to church
- You probably see past my shitty excuses
- But at church I feel judged, I feel like I can’t be myself
- At church I have so many objections
- Please, I still want you to love me after this next line
- All because I am… an atheist.
- I’m here to tell what I am
- Tell you who my “girlfriend” is
- Tell you that I’m talking to guys
- No, I’m not gay, it’s worse
- I’ve been this way ever since I was a child
- About 13, and you know the fucked images I saw
- I still remember the time we were sitting on the sofa
- Watching a movie, when you said that you were afraid
- That you were afraid that I would turn into one of “those” men
- But, you were wrong.
- Well, partially wrong.
- I will never do the things “those” men do
- I will however… think, imagine, fantasize about what “those” men do
- Please, I don’t want you to hate me
- Remember when we were at the children psychiatric
- We were gonna have a meeting about what she reported
- When I asked you to go, so I could talk to her alone You said,
- “No matter what, I will still love you”
- I, really hope that you will
- Because I am… a pedophile.
- I’m scared now
- Tell me what you think, please
- Tell me as soon as possible
- Tell me that you still love me
- Know that wanting to do something is not the same as doing something
- Doing what “those” men do is horrible
- But, I can’t change myself
- I can’t change myself to not like… children
- Please Still love me
- Kindest regards,
- your youngest son
- This is the first of (hopefully) many ‘guest appearances’ on my blog here on Medium. Being a pedophile can be a tough and lonely affair. Different people deal with it in very different ways. Through these collaborations, I hope to be able to give the public a peek into the lives of some of these young struggling people and how they deal with the fact that they’re attracted to children and are committed to never harming a child through their actions.
- In this first collaboration, a young pedophile from Europe shares the letter he wrote to his mother while he was still a teenager. A letter he never delivered, and thus was never read by his mom. This is — unfortunately — the reality we are faced with. People afraid to tell even the people that are supposed to love them unconditionally, out of fear of being rejected and losing everything they’ve got.
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