A male sexual abuse survivor, Okenyi Kenechi, who is also a graduate of the University of Port Harcourt, has recounted how he was raped by a staunch church goer. However according to him, nobody believed him, and the lady who abused him got away with that.

At some point he got suicidal because of the trauma that experience caused him, but the counselor who should have helped him, however choose to ask him if he "enjoyed it".

Here's his story;



"There is this woman that lives in our area. She would come to our house and tell my mother to allow me to go and play with her children. I was barely 8 and I was in primary 3 or so. She would buy biscuits and sweet for me. Once we got to her house, she would lure me to her room, spread her legs and ask me to start sucking her vagina. It went on for days and she told me that anytime I tried telling anyone, that my navel will dry up. My mother would never imagine that I was doing the work of her husband for her.
I caught infections on my lips.

My mother took me to a chemist shop. The man, after examining me, told my mother to take me to the hospital. My father was away, for months. The doctor, I was made to understand, told my mother that such infections could only be gotten through MouthAction and with tears in my mother's eyes, I had to tell her everything.

My mother confronted the woman. We both worshipped in the same church. She denied and said that I was lying against her. That she took me as her own child and would never do such a thing to me. Some people heard about it and took sides with the woman and believed her. Others closed their ears and did the sign of the cross. Her husband was wealthy as at then and they were prominent features in our local church, especially during bazaars and other launchings.

People, mothers, fathers said I was accusing her falsely. I wondered how I could have made up such a gory tale as at that age and so, I was heckled, laughed at and made fun of. I stopped going to school for a while when I couldn't bear the sneers from people I knew as fellow church members or friends. My mother was helpless. She did the best she could but they told her to forgive and leave everything to God. She took me to a priest who prayed for me and told her not to allow me go to school on my own for a while. My elder brother became my bodyguard to school. The first day I resumed school, one boy tried to make fun of me. I kicked him in the stomach and he collapsed.

When my father got back, he heard about it, he wanted to act and they told him not to open healed wounds and he too, handed everything to God. 1997 was the year, and I have lived with that scar ever since . My abuser escaped justice. Not even a strand of her hair was removed. I still see her wrinkled face anytime I visit home.

One of the older guys that lived at that Ugwu Achara in Nsukka then, I didn't know he still remembered how the whole thing played out, called me some 5 years ago and asked if I could meet with some specialists that can help people like myself who were abused at younger age, I said yes and travel from Port Harcourt to Abakiliki to meet with them. During the cross examination, one of the so-called specialists said something equivalent to "did you enjoy it?". I left the place almost immediately, went back to my Friend's house and felt suicidal for days. Those who have never been dealt with psychologically may not understand.

There was no menist group that have stood up for people like myself. Maybe because I am a boy and boys don't bleed when they are sexually abused or because we are just expendables. And so, we carry our baggage ourselves and try whichever method will heal us faster. If we succeed, we live to tell the story. If we don't, we die with our story.
Those dark days, I dreaded going to church and will always walk behind my mother. My younger brother was just 2 then and he took the whole attention. I was at the mercy of my older siblings who had little understanding of what I was passing through. I was seen as a small devil who could accuse one of the holiest women in church then of such a crime. The society failed me and it has continued to fail vulnerable children who are victims of abuse.

In a small group I joined during my undergraduate days, Peer Educators, firsthand stories abound of people, broken men and women abused by their older siblings, house helps, clergymen, family friends and random people who drugged young girls and raped them, young boys sodomized or raped through the anus. 90 percent of their abusers escaped justice.

So, what are you doing to ensure the safety of your children, of your younger siblings and all the vulnerable children around? Pedophiles abound, looking for young preys to devour. Some of us survived the psychological damage and have moved on with our lives. However, you need to hear our stories so you can understand that a child needs to be protected no matter the gender. I would teach my children to report any form of abuse the first day it happens. It is our problem and we can solve it."

http://www.lailasblog.com/2017/05/nigerian-male-sexual-abuse-survivor.html

Lalasticlala

There's a difference between being taken advantage of and being raped. The guy was taken advantage of because he was young and naive. I can't call it rape. Lemme describe rape for you. Rape is when you take a vulnerable or weaker person home or in the bush, u overpowered her, tear her clothes, beat her up and Pierce through. That's rape

Same problem every sex victim gets


Doubt....

Male sexual abuse SURVIVOR?

This issue is a Very serious issue and something needs to be done about this...

The male folks are often seen as less prone to sexual assaults and thus, the perpetrators of this acts on men tend to get away with it.

remember those two girls that raped that south African guy and people were saying because his divk rose, its no longer rape ??

we need enlightenment. mehn.

konji experience !!

https://www.nairaland.com/3289176/unfortunate-konji-experience

People hide under the cover of religion to commit unimaginable crimes. Bro pray and get over it.

I'm of the school of thought that unfortunately, men are expendables. Created to be slaves...to bear it all...to be of service to whims all the days of their lives! Even in gratifying his sexual instincts, he must satisfy the receiver too. I wonder if that is a gift!

The world only count man forcing himself on Woman as rape, What a pity.



I experienced similar thing when I was in primary six, My street aunty will lure me to suck her boobz but I was enjoying it sha so I hold no trauma over it.

lofty900:
There's a difference between being taken advantage of and being raped. The guy was taken advantage of because he was young and naive. I can't call it rape. Lemme describe rape for you. Rape is when you take a vulnerable or weaker person home or in the bush, u overpowered her, tear her clothes, beat her up and Pierce through. That's rape

what are you saying?