Dear MissKorang,
I need help. And I am grateful for the platform you offer so I can be anonymous. I have been very afraid to tell anybody what I’m about to tell you. The one person I could tell, my mother is sick and bedridden and I don’t want to further aggravate her situation. I currently live with my father and step-mother, and they are not the people I can have this talk with.
I am eighteen years old, going on nineteen. Life is not bad, my father took me in when my mom got sick and he takes care of me and my half-siblings as best as he can. My step-mother is nice, she treats me just as she does her own children. My only thing is I don’t have the close relationship I have with my mother with my father or step-mother.
I feel alone a lot, and anytime I want company I go to my mother. But then when I see my mother, I feel really sad. I know she’s not going to get well, I can’t help her and that hurts me, but there is nothing I can do.
Now to the reason for my post. I don’t think I am a normal eighteen year old. Something isn’t right with me. Since the beginning of puberty, I have never really been attracted to girls the way other boys my age were. I never went through the phase of having crushes and what have yous with girls. When I sit with boys and they talk about girls, I just listen and laugh but cannot relate.
I am currently at home studying to rewrite English and Science for my WASSCE certification because I didn’t pass those subjects well. Most times when I’m bored I just stroll through my neighborhood or go meet my boys to play and chat. A few months ago while walking through the neighborhood, I chanced on a goat tied to a coconut tree. It was golden brown all over and had white only around its neck. As soon as I saw the goat, it felt like someone had poured warm tea on my head and the warmth was traveling through my spine, down my legs.
The confusion is I had a physical reaction, in a way I haven’t experienced before. All the things boys speak of, about how this girl or that girl makes them feel just by looking at them walk away, happened to me. Except my girl is a goat.
I erected to a goat! And I had to go sit on a rock nearby till it eventually died down.
I thought it was a kind of coincidence, I hoped it was. But it isn’t. I think I am sexually attracted to an animal, a goat; animal love, or is this animal lust?
I get wet dreams about this goat. And on a couple of occasions, I have found myself strolling down the path in hopes of seeing her/it. When I don’t, I get disappointed. Her most attractive feature to me are her udders, they are so full and rounded, and that image keeps playing in my mind, over and over.
I know this is not normal, this animal love, or lust, I know that. I am even ashamed writing this to you, even when I know you won’t know who I am. Please what can I do? Does anyone have any suggestions to stop this? Do I have a mental sickness?
Please don’t point me to pastors, those people are the reason my mother is where she is. Instead of letting her seek help early for her sickness, they lied to her and took all her money, making her do one stupid direction after another, till it’s too late to help her.
So is there help for me? A doctor or a counselor? Or am I doomed? Will I alway be in love with animals or it’s just this particular goat?
MissKorang Says:
Dear Little Bro,
I am sending you love and light. When I first read your story, I decided you were writing to just shock me. But the detail you provided does make it seem like you really are reaching out for help.
I did some digging, and I found a term, zoophilia. It’s the term that describe people who are sexually attracted to animals. And such people do exist. I did not do too much digging because the things I began to read were disturbing to my fragile psyche. You may want to read around it, I am sure there is a support group of zoophilia somewhere on the internet. Find a healthy one and join.
But whatever you do, do not act on your impulses, self control exists for us all, whether you’re attracted to a man or a snake. So control yourself. Because if you think life is hard now, think what it’ll be when they’re lashing you in the market square to defiling a goat. Or worse being sent to prison.
The only thing that should make you come in contact with that goat should be kebabs or pepper soup. Nothing else. Not animal love, not animal lust not animal sexual activity.
Also, I’ll put this on Facebook, so check there. Hopefully someone will point you to help.
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Ohh God I pray wherever this boy is God should deliver him
I feel for him I wish I can talk to him
Am really sad 😢