being circumcised as an infant is by far the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I just can't shake the thought from my mind that my own parents thought it would be a good idea to purposely remove my most erogenous zones forcefully and painfully from my genitals shortly after birth. my pnus is so numb that my frenular delta region is not even as sensitive as the back of my hand. my glans is so cracked up dried dull and dead looking. I can rub my finger nail on it without much feeling. I can rub my frenulum without any feeling its completely numb. the only way to reach an orgasm to relieve myself is by having a hard wank to the point where it feels like I have an Indian burn on my pnus afterwards. I do this just to get some post but relief and to relieve some stress from my stressful life. why did this have to happen to me? why couldn't I have just lived my life with my body whole the way it was meant to be? all I want to do is to have an intimate complete sexual relationship and feel good about the fact that I can have a basic human experience. I am in pain every day reminded every time I look at my pnus about how I'll never get to experience what life was meant to be for me. it hurts. I'm in pain.

non circumsized crew

Human rights activist Jonathon Conte (1981-2016) made this historic speech to the American Academy of Pediatrics (during Intact America's press conference Oct 19, 2012) condemning genital mutilation of children.

"As a child, I grew up believing that my body was whole. I grew up assuming that my penis looked and worked the same as any other. I grew up thinking that the scar on my genitals was just a natural part of my body and that all men had it. I grew up figuring that the soreness brought on by clothing and masturbation were normal aspects of being a guy. I never questioned why so many types of underwear were painful, I only found it strange that anyone could manage to wear them.

I was about 14 years old when I learned that part of my penis had been cut off. It seems like this is something that one might realize earlier in life and yet I never did. I was never taught about normal male anatomy and no one ever explained to me that I had undergone genital surgery as an infant. When I learned the devastating truth, my stomach sank and my throat closed up.

It wasn't easy for me to accept reality. Even though I understood that part of my body had been removed, I was in denial about the implications of this fact. I battled with depression, particularly whenever I had to see my penis. Each time that I got undressed to take a shower, I would see the scar and I would be reminded of what was stolen from me. Each time that I urinated, I would be reminded that I would never know how my body was meant to look and how my body was meant to feel. I felt violated and helpless. I felt embarrassed and angry. I felt robbed and betrayed. I felt incomplete and damaged. And yet, I was incapable of verbalizing any of this. I felt paralyzed by embarrassment of my condition and by fear that others would neither understand nor sympathize.

It took over a decade of trying to cope with my emotions before I gained the strength to take a closer look at the issue. I read about the functions of the intact penis. I studied the numerous physical, physiological and psychological problems that result from male circumcision and I began to recognize many of them in my own life. I learned of the way that babies are restrained during the surgery and the various techniques that are used to rip, clamp, crush, and cut their tiny bodies. I came to understand the greed, the arrogance, and the ignorance that perpetuates the genital mutilation of children.

So now I speak out. Because I don't want any other child to have to make the same painful discovery that I did: That they were denied their human right to keep the whole body with which they were born."