This happened 2 decades back, but it is still in the back of my mind like yesterday. My sister entrusted me to look after her 2 year old son while I was staying with them and attending school. She said she would be out for a few hours. Unfortunately, I took this as an opportunity to watch a skin flick. My nephew wanted some extra attention; he wanted me to hold him. In the heat of the moment my selfishness overcame me. I beat him hard on his thighs a couple of times and locked him in an adjacent room. He continued to cry even louder, So I went back and beat him a couple of times more.
He is currently attending an ivy league university and I am probably one of his favorite uncles. I hate myself for what I did. Sooo much…
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Hi, I am new to blogging and I have personally been too intimidated to blog. I am a perfectionist and I tend to think of blogging as an expression of my personalality. I am very much aware that people use blogs for self promotion, lifestyles etc…, but I am not really into that. I’d like to keep it more personal at a diary level. That being said, I realize that you cant just open up to the world and unload your trash; because “they” are all watching me. “They” meaning every one including law enforcement (sorry , I am not a perv… but I still hate you.. always have), friends, teachers, parenty types etc.
I am sure that at the end of the day… I am neither kinkier, uglier or evil than the person next door (but you never know… right!!!)
Anyways, if you are wondering, everything about me is fake, just as fake as my fractured self. While you may never know my identity, everything I write flows from my inner being. I am sometimes male, sometimes female, sometimes irresponsibly evil, other times good to a fault. In other words I am what you dont want others to know about yourself