Sexual abuse damages sexuality and intimacy.
It is an unwelcome intrusion upon the most person, innermost, and intimate part of us.
As a young kid abused by old males, sexual abuse tangled, jumbled, confused, messed with, and diverted my earliest sexual development as well as my relationships with other males.
Combined with other abusive stuff at home, it has taken me years to shed this and crawl out of the hole I dug for myself and to reclaim my own sexuality free from the ravages of the abuse.
I've learned to experience safe, healthy intimacy on many levels in recovery: with myself, my spouse, and with other men.
Don't know if that answers the question, but no one experience "makes" me-it might strongly break me for a while, but at some point there are tools for coping with the abuse and pain that are constructive rather than escapist. And that allows me to be who I always was meant to be.
We have to take responsibility for what we're not responsible for.
�It doesn't matter where you've come from,
It matters where you go" Frank Turner