Do you ever get over the resentment that builds from feeling like you had to share your childhood body with everyone else?

I am an extreme oversharing case and was exploited at 13. I am now 25 and cannot get over that I didn’t get to keep my relationship with my own body intact. I think about how everyone including my family and strangers knew me inside and out before I even knew myself that way. I feel bereft and unhappy about this circumstance. The notion that I didn’t get to find this out about myself first feels like a disservice to myself. I’m now oversharing adult and I don’t feel that way about my adult body; but I still can’t stop thinking about my childhood relationship with my own body and how it was overshared or stolen or explored before I got to share in it with myself first. I feel bereft and sad about it. Like I was living this life and didn’t get to experience myself in the way that I’m allowed to as an adult.