f0xmail: Can The Broken Be Fixed?


Dear Mr. Fox,
Its been a while since ive visited your website. Last year I used to wait religiously for every post, but ive recently stayed away due to the pornographic nature of some of your posts. Your persobality is why i loved the site.

My question is, can a broken man ever be fixed? Ive seen on numerous occasions about how men can be turned gay but theres never been an instance of a man becoming straight thats been celebrated. Since i was a child i thought i was doomed and that gay was a disease you caught.

My mother hates me. After she found out i had a chance of being gay, she no longer cared about me. I didnt realize this until i realized how depressed i was. Because she was my mother i never knew one could look upon their child with the same look of disgust as a crippled, dying dog. Instead Reflecting back on incidents after i got curious with google when it was still new she found gay porn on our computer. When that happened the christmas and birthday presents stopped. Her dismissals became more frequent and harsh. She even sent me to stay with abusive relatives that drove my emotions deeper inside me. At the age of 10, i got my fitst girlfriend. When her brother found out about me being black he gathered up his friends and started bullying me. Over time it got worse, the abuse was no longer verbal, but sexual. I was molested by a group of boys down our street… even now i get a cold, soulless feeling every time i think back to my childhood. over the years and she never let me seek help. What happened caused me to zone out, almost like what happens in get out. Listening to how black people talk about gay people further pushed me to the point of accepting my fate. As a young child, i felt like i was doomed and had no one to talk to. After stepping up to my abusers i began to come home with bruises along with damaged pride. They told me if i didnt give them what they wanted they were going beat me until i liked it, so they did. When i repeatedly told her i didn’t eant to play with the neighbors she belittled me fot not having any male friends. Eventually i learned to tolerate the abuse the only way i knew how. A couple of months of neglect went by until my mother finally asked me why i was coming home in tattered clothes every day. I was too ashamed to tell her about the abuse, but i told her about how they beat me. The police got involved but they did nothing, since one of the boys were related to a fellow officer. Being one of few black families in a country town didnt help either. Fast forward, i am now a sexually confused , anxiety riddled loner who cant seem to trust people. My mother had long stopped paying attention to me. She even began sleeping with my father who also wanted nothing tk do with me AFTER she told him i was gay. I dont care what anyone says, sexuality doesnt exist in children… it just doesnt. Telling or treating a child like they are something and they will eventually conform, which is what happened to me. I began following my sisters, only because they were the only ones i could trust. I sung my heart out to beyonce to please them. It seems the only times i could put a smile on my face was to make a fool out of myself. Every girlfriend i brought home was dragged and i was drug for dating her. I hought having a girlfriend was what most teenage boys do but it didnt make them treat me any better though. As an adult i attempted to move out and find my own. Being by myself i began to discover more about my brokenness. I remembered a time i didnt feel awkward for staring at a woman’s ass because i thought i was gay. I got a girlfriend and a few roommates i was living with. I felt like i could finally be my own person because at home i didn’t feel like a man. No car, i was never taught how to drive so i wouldnt ask for a car. No stable job and i didn’t care. After a few years my gas ran out. My lack of knowledge of the world stunted me from succeeding. I struggled until i couldnt struggle anymore and attempted suicide. I knew i had no chance if i went back home. Id rather have died than come back. I awoke inside the hospital to my mother and sisters making jokes at my bedside, my mother calling the rest of my family and telling them my attempt was because i was afraid to come out to her. After she did that, i completely cut everyone off. I literally began begging her for help and she just sat there. She told me if i want to be drugged up for the rest of my life then i can drag myself to the mental hospital. Now im stuck. Ive never felt i had enough parenting in anything and it definitely shows. I now feel stuck in my brokenness. At least now i understand the broken man, because ive been one. Thats the only positive i think i can take from this.


thank you for reaching out reader.
i gotta admit that this one was a heavy read.
it took me a minute to digest everything,
but i took a few things from it.

i want to hug you.

your growing up was intense.
i want you to recognize that you’re still with us.
you have a story to tell and someone needed to read it.
so you just helped someone see they aren’t alone.
i can only say but so much to help.
with a past like yours,
you will need to seek a professional.
one who will help you in ways that i can’t.

i will say,
it sounds like your mother and relatives are bonafide pyscho/sociopaths.
so much evil.
hurt people definitely hurt people.
it seems like your mothers biggest issue is your sexuality.
her job was to raise and protect you,
not mock you for being who you are.
coming from someone who was emotionally abused by his mother,
i can tell you those bruises still hurt ever so often.
it’s not like it’s bullies.
this is the person you came out of.
i’ve learned that just because they’re “blood” doesn’t mean they will be genuine.
sometimes those are your worst enemies.

to answer your question,
i believe those who are broken can be fixed.
most of us have been broken in one way or another.
some of us are still broken,
but trying to hold it together before we break.
it isn’t until we seek help that we can learn to mend broken hearts,
crazy glue pieces back together,
and close doors that don’t need to be opened again.
it’s all in if we CHOOSE to get fixed.
there are so many broken spirits out here trying to find the love they never got.
this is why they’re out in these forests:

hurting others
burning bridges
cutting folks off over little shit
hopping from relationship to relationship

…and much worse.
don’t be like them.
get the help that you need to live the life you deserve.
we are not our pasts.

i hope this helps in some way reader.
the road will be rough,
because re-writing your internal code isn’t easy,
but this is why someone with the skills can help you.
the foxhole and i will be sending continuous love and support to you!
take care of yourself.
this is one of my favorite “pick myself up” songs:


“come on babe..
got to keep movin…
come on babe…
got to keep movin…”


Author: jamari fox

the fox invited to the blogging table.

6 thoughts on “f0xmail: Can The Broken Be Fixed?”

  1. Peace be still, God has allowed this to happen so he can come to God and only then can his brokenness be healed. Forget yesterday,live for today and God handle tomorrow, go listen to cover me by men of standard. Bless you and him for being our reason in a bad world.

  2. Wow such a sad and horrible life to live. Jamari gave great advice to you who wrote the fox mail, something I would add is that you should find your passion. For example if you like cooking go to school and study that. I write that because the life you have lived is a lonely sad one. You can only depend on yourself as of now, you have to be financially dependent on yourself, and I will also add move far away from your family. Like, Jamari wrote in yesterday post sometimes we need a fresh start in a new state.

  3. That was hard to read; the lack of punctuation and misspellings made this difficult to understand. But we’ve all been through rough times, gay or straight. You’ve got to find the strength to move past all the hurt to succeed. Channel that anger into finding your peace.

  4. Thanks for recommending this reader seek professional help. The fact he reached out for help is a great first step. That means he is on his way. He should keep toxic people out of his life. Including his mother and relatives.

  5. Thanks for sharing your story with us. You must know there are many others who have the same issues and some even worse. You have made the first step in the right direction by sharing and acknowledging that this is a serious problem. You are not a broken person, those who have abused are the broken ones.
    You have allowed their brokenness to cause you pain and misery.

    First and foremost you must find love within and for yourself. No one can heal those wounds but yourself. You must look within for healing, not without. Learn to love yourself for who you are and cease trying to please others and learn to please yourself.

    Learn to enjoy those thing that please you and not worry about what others think. There’s a whole big world out there just waiting for you to find happiness, peace, stability and success. Remember no one is coming to rescue you from this dilemma you are the only one to find your way and move into your future with a full and wonderful life…it can happen…just believe in yourself.

    Professional help is always an option but even with that, the final result rests with you. I suggest you start a diary or daily routine by writing something positive that happened in your day before you go to bed. You must remember the past is the past and we grow from it not let it dictate the rest of our existence.

    I’m pulling for you because from your message, I see a winner in you waiting to burst loose and conquer those demons that are trying to destroy you. Divorce yourself from all losers and winners will come your way.

    You made it through bullying, suicide attempts, friends and family disowning you, so you’ve won the first battle, so now you have to look in the mirror and dismiss that demon that you’ve allowed to enter your spirit. You have all it takes now let it work for you……

If you wouldn't say it on live TV with all your family and friends watching, without getting canceled or locked up, don't say it on here. Stay on topic, no SPAM, and keep it respectful. Thanks!

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