When I was 12 I had this neighbor I thought he was a friend. Then one day he sticks his hand down my pants. I tried to grab it out but he gripped harder, and the only way I could get him to let go and remove his hands is when I stomped on his foot. After that he would just sexual harass me and say things. When I was in 7th grade he told everyone that I let him do things to me. And it finally stopped when he went to high school and I moved to a different state. I still have hard time with people touching me, my family gets mad when I don’t hug them. But they don’t understand that it’s really uncomfortable for me to be in am embrace when that’s all I can remember even if I’m not thinking about it.
It does get better over time, however there isn’t a time frame when it will get better. This is really the first time that I had said anything. It’s good to speak out about it. And if you don’t feel comfortable you can do it anonymously.