okay so i’ve always known i was molested by a man at 12, but i recently got an earlier memory with a completely different person the reason i’m so... oversexed? how do i... stop? i’m quarantined and sexting a long list of guys every night. sometimes for validation and sometimes for pleasure. 

i also have another question:
how can i get over it, or at least cope with the other resurfaced memory? the implications are way worse than the other one. 

for context’s sake: the memory was a distant childhood one that i don’t think i’ve truly forgotten, it comes back and it’s like fine and i dismiss it but when it came back a few weeks ago i saw it on a new light and i was like “oh my god...”. i won’t say who the person is, not even hint it, because i love them so much i would honestly truly die for them. they were young too and definitely going through something, i don’t hate them for that. but i get really angry or nauseous sometimes thinking about it because... that’s not them... that’s not the person i know... they were never that person again... they’re there for me everyday nowadays and they never pull shit like that. i know it sounds like i’m defending my abuser but no i’m just explaining. i get mad when i think of that, and i get mad because that’s not them and i get mad because they fucked up and i shouldn’t have that memory of them fucking up nor should i know of that side of them because they’re one of the best and most supportive and amazing people in my life. i love them, they’re a good person, i will never hate them for that, i just want to move on with it in a semi healthy way.