Recently its come down on me like a ton of bricks, and everything came together. I always wondered why my dick has a scar, nobody ever told me anything about that when I was a kid, I always thought there was something wrong with me. Also it was super sensitive as a child, and my father wasn't around to educate me so when I was in pain there as a young child one night, my mother and sister examined my penis and took me to the hospital. Without my father there it was pretty humiliating. I was basically raised by my mother since my father skirted responsibility, and she raised me with the idea that boys are inherently evil, and my sexuality is somehow "wrong". Then as a young adult I could never get off to a BJ from any of my girlfriends (or now, for that matter), and I'm only in my mid-20's but I can tell its pretty de-sensitized. I discovered that non-circumsized men don't have to use lotion to jack off, but circumsized men obviously have to. I also recently got an infection right above the scar line, which is not meant to be constantly exposed like that, and it caused me to be vulnerable and I contracted MRSA, which was a horrifying experience. I'm just now dawning upon what a huge betrayal it is that I wasn't given a choice, that I only have this one body, and my most sacred organ was mutilated as an infant, with my father's permission.

I hope I'm not the only one that is going through this realization, and I want to know that there is happiness on the other side of it...

/end rant

EDIT: please share your stories too, especially anything hopeful/optimistic/recovery... I'm in great need to cheering up.

Edit2: guys plz don't feed the trolls