I still remember mine
This is something that never leaves a person
I was 2 y/o, was strapped down, screaming in so much pain, my mother was present, she shoved a lollipop in my mouth to shut me up, I began choking.
At the time of the circumcision, my grandmother was a practicing urologist for 20 years, she did not intervene, in-fact, she encouraged it.
The years following my grandmother was checking the scars every time I went to piss when I was a child, I thought it was normal for a grandmother to enter the bathroom with a kid when pissing because of that.
All the abuses I have endured, be it Sexual assault, fingering me whilst asleep, poisoning me with Borax, all orchestrated by women. I avoid talking to them to this day, one word answers only, my integrity and autonomy matters.
How much more do we want the world to take from us. I am done.