【7】Incest in Japan: How My Dad Molested Me at Four

In the middle of the night, while I was sleeping between my parents in their bedroom, I woke up to an uncomfortable feeling and found my father's hands inside my underwear, stroking my mons pubis.

It felt so uncomfortable but I gave my father the benefit of a doubt that he was half asleep and rolled over toward my mother in the hope to brush his hands away. However, when I did, he grabbed the back of my underwear—I was horrified. Was dad actually awake?

I couldn't bear the idea or the emotion that I got out of the bed as fast and as quietly as I could, hoping that I wouldn't wake "anybody" up, and ran for the bathroom. I flushed the toilet as if to pretend that I just woke up to urinate.

I don't remember what happened next but I must have returned to my bedroom, across from my parents,' that I shared with my brothers. 

Perhaps I could have dismissed it as "just a nightmare," but the following morning, my mother said to me in Japanese something to the effect of, "I heard dad was 'mego-mego*'-ing you? Good for you!" and she hugged me. I was so confused and dumbfounded.

*Apparently, "mego-mego" is a dialect word of Niigata prefecture that means "so adorable it can't be helped."*1 It was used as a mimetic word pertaining to touch, which I heard only my father use, so it was strange to hear it from my mother. 

This was just one of his obscene behaviors, which continued until I was in my thirties. 

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