This story was a bit of therapy inspired by a thread on Ponychan. When I was a kid, I got into Ponies, Transformers & Fraggle Rock to escape fro my own monster... My grandfather. I'd like to say I had a happy ending, but the monster sent me on a path of self-destruction for most my life. Abusive relationships I felt I deserved, never trying my full potential, and always thinking myself not worth any praise.
For the first time in my life, I'm trying again... I'm in a healthy non-abusive relationship, and I feel good about myself. It's taken 25 years, but I've gotten past most the pain.
I wrote the story as any girl, as it's unusual for a guy like myself to go through what I went through. In fact, when I TRIED to tell anyone, at first I was told it was impossible as that didn't happen to boys. This was back in the 80's, mind you. People were still a bit narrow-minded.
But I digress. If this helps one person out there, awesome. But I needed to get it out.