EvenStrongerNow
Diamond Member
Are these things considered sexual abuse? I'm having a struggle determining that since I was physically there and went along with things.
Four things:
1. When I was 17, I had a boyfriend who constantly pressured me to have threesomes with him. I didn't like it at all but he wouldn't stop pressuring me. Afterward, I felt dirty and ashamed.
2. Another time at age 17, the same boyfriend pressured me into having sex with him in front of other people. He said they were going to give us money. Again, I didn't want to. I felt so dirty and ashamed.
3. Also at age 17, an older man and his prison buddies (I just went to their house because a guy I was dating was supposed to be there). They offered me a drink--one wine cooler. Next thing I know, they are pressuring me to strip for them and they promised me money. I did it, felt so dirty and ashamed. They didn't end up giving me money. That night, I remember something weird happening after drinking one wine cooler.
I don't remember much of the night except for passing out on a couch. I have memories of some guy trying to touch me and I kept saying no. I remember feeling his mouth on me, on my vagina but I don't remember. I just remember that I kept saying no and he kept trying to force himself on me. I woke up naked and I remember having clothes on when I passed out.
I think I was drugged that night or something because I did end up telling my mom about what happened. I knew she had experiences growing up and knew I could trust her. She did the opposite of what I expected. She had me at the police station. The police officer knew the guy because he had been in prison. He said, "Tell me what happened and I'll have him put back in prison." I couldn't get myself to do it. I was so ashamed, felt so humiliated. I ran out of the office.
My mom saw the guy later walking down the street. She told me she jumped on him and started hitting him. When he got her off of him, he said to her, "It's not my fault your daughter had a little ecstasy in her drink." So that leads me to believe that maybe that's what happened after having that one wine cooler. I don't know if they put anything in it or what it was.
4. When I was 22, I had a boyfriend who constantly constantly pressured me for sex (24/7), to watch pornography, touched me when I didn't want it, constantly bothered me about having threesomes or pressuring me to have sex with other people. He couldn't go to sleep unless he had an orgasm so he would bother me at night. I became so frigid and bitter about it. He would sometimes have nights where all he wanted to do was watch porn, have sex. I didn't want to but I did some things I was so ashamed of and still am. There were nights when he had porn running on both computers and the tv and he wouldn't stop masturbating. It was horrifying.
After the things that happened to me at age 17, I was really really promiscuous and I had such low self esteem. I noticed that I would come on to guys and right up until the point of sex and then I would say no. They would get mad at me so I would go through with it even though I didn't want to. When I was 22, I became a stripper for a short period of time. I felt so ashamed.
Then at age 25, I worked at a private stripper place. I did things that I'm really ashamed of.
These are all things I've been so ashamed of for so many years. I've been carrying so much shame around with me. I feel dirty.
Four things:
1. When I was 17, I had a boyfriend who constantly pressured me to have threesomes with him. I didn't like it at all but he wouldn't stop pressuring me. Afterward, I felt dirty and ashamed.
2. Another time at age 17, the same boyfriend pressured me into having sex with him in front of other people. He said they were going to give us money. Again, I didn't want to. I felt so dirty and ashamed.
3. Also at age 17, an older man and his prison buddies (I just went to their house because a guy I was dating was supposed to be there). They offered me a drink--one wine cooler. Next thing I know, they are pressuring me to strip for them and they promised me money. I did it, felt so dirty and ashamed. They didn't end up giving me money. That night, I remember something weird happening after drinking one wine cooler.
I don't remember much of the night except for passing out on a couch. I have memories of some guy trying to touch me and I kept saying no. I remember feeling his mouth on me, on my vagina but I don't remember. I just remember that I kept saying no and he kept trying to force himself on me. I woke up naked and I remember having clothes on when I passed out.
I think I was drugged that night or something because I did end up telling my mom about what happened. I knew she had experiences growing up and knew I could trust her. She did the opposite of what I expected. She had me at the police station. The police officer knew the guy because he had been in prison. He said, "Tell me what happened and I'll have him put back in prison." I couldn't get myself to do it. I was so ashamed, felt so humiliated. I ran out of the office.
My mom saw the guy later walking down the street. She told me she jumped on him and started hitting him. When he got her off of him, he said to her, "It's not my fault your daughter had a little ecstasy in her drink." So that leads me to believe that maybe that's what happened after having that one wine cooler. I don't know if they put anything in it or what it was.
4. When I was 22, I had a boyfriend who constantly constantly pressured me for sex (24/7), to watch pornography, touched me when I didn't want it, constantly bothered me about having threesomes or pressuring me to have sex with other people. He couldn't go to sleep unless he had an orgasm so he would bother me at night. I became so frigid and bitter about it. He would sometimes have nights where all he wanted to do was watch porn, have sex. I didn't want to but I did some things I was so ashamed of and still am. There were nights when he had porn running on both computers and the tv and he wouldn't stop masturbating. It was horrifying.
After the things that happened to me at age 17, I was really really promiscuous and I had such low self esteem. I noticed that I would come on to guys and right up until the point of sex and then I would say no. They would get mad at me so I would go through with it even though I didn't want to. When I was 22, I became a stripper for a short period of time. I felt so ashamed.
Then at age 25, I worked at a private stripper place. I did things that I'm really ashamed of.
These are all things I've been so ashamed of for so many years. I've been carrying so much shame around with me. I feel dirty.