I don't understand myself
I know its long, but it is for a reason, please read and help me.
Okay so when I was 5 or so I was molested by my best friends dad. This went on for about a year or so until I ended up inadvertently telling my parents. I had thought nothing was wrong with what had been happening to me so I never thought it important to tell anyone.
Anyway, he got arrested and I lost my best friend. I'm 16 now and I'm incredibly confused.
I used to worry about being a child molester myself, due to reports I've read about sexually abused children growing up to be child molesters themselves. Because I was so freaked out, I eventually started convincing myself I was attracted to children. This went on and off for a couple months.
I know now that I am not at all attracted to children, but now I'm getting the same paranoid thoughts about being attracted to girls (I'm a girl).
I've gone through this many times before, even at very young ages. And sometimes I think I am attracted to girls, but I think this could be mainly the same thing as the child molester thing.
I'm also convinced I have OCD. Not the "i have OCD because i only like even numbers and i have to erase my pencil lines completely or it bugs me!" type of "OCD"
I think I have real OCD. I've read a lot about it and I have major symptoms, which would take too much to go into right now.
Anyway, part of OCD is obsessing about being a child molestor and about being gay. Go figure.
Lately I've had multiple guys liking me, which is new for me. I was never the popular girl.
But I always find something wrong with them. I've never even had a boyfriend because I thought I was too hideous for guys to like me growing up.
I've learned that my looks aren't everything and that guys do actually like me for my personality but I never like the guys that like me back.
Does this make me gay? I'm seriously afraid to be gay.
I've liked guys since before I can remember and I know what I find hot on guys and I'm never without a crush.
So... Is it just poor luck on the guys that like me?
Or deep down am I so much in denial that I make up excuses to even myself as to why I don't like them?
Does this have to do with OCD or being abused as a child??
If I didn't know what was happening to me was wrong when it was actually happening to me, would it even effect me now?!
I'm so confused.