Sorry if this post is really long. I feel like I was sexually abused but I have a hard time talking about it to anyone because when I do, I feel like I'm an attention seeking liar. It's a weird feeling because if I were attention seeking I would I've told a ton of people already so I know my own thoughts are contradictory. I can count the number of people I have told on my hand.
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Between the ages of 13 and 17 I dated this guy who was the same age as me. We started having sex at 14 and were both really innocent and inexperienced. As time went on he started to expect me to have sex with him all the time like at least every other time I saw him. and guilt me into it or say it was ruining our relationship that we didn't have enough sex. I had really low self esteem and almost no friends so the idea of us breaking up was like the worst thing ever to me so I just did it even though I didn't want to. Other times he'd want me to get high with him even though it really scared me, and guilted me by saying it wasn't fun if I didn't. Then he would want to have sex and I would be so high I felt like I couldn't say no because my head was in such a weird place and it was just easier to do it. It wasn't always that way though, sometimes I did actually want to have sex. And I loved him. So it makes it all very confusing. But then there was a time I can remember that I laid on my stomach and cried while he had sex with me because it hurt and I didn't want to and that might have happened more than once. Or times when I didn't want to have sex but felt like it wasn't really a choice so I just did other non penetration things that I didn't want to do and just tried hard to make it end as quickly as possible. And it would make me gag and make my mouth and neck hurt and I didn't like doing it. I also remember a lot of times I got so high that all I could do was panic and tell myself over and over that it only lasts 2 hours and then I will be ok, and it's honestly hard to remember a lot of what happened because we were high so much but I do know he like to have sex while high because he said it felt better, so I know it happened. And I know that if I was that high I wouldn't have been able to consent especially as a teenager.
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I'm 21 now and for the first time in my entire life I feel like I have a normal sex life. Sometimes I feel like that whole thing was awful and sometimes I feel like I was nothing but a minor inconvenience that I blew out of proportion. I didn't consider it sexual abuse until I turned 18 and got really into feminism. Which is I think what also makes me feel that way. Right after I broke up with him I slept with 2 other shitty dudes, one who I actually knew raped a person before, actually come to think of it both had been accused of rape. and basically just willingly let them use me for sex for a short while. I did basically the same thing of compulsively saying yes to them that I did with my boyfriend, but for some reason I don't really consider sleeping with them traumatic the way I do about my ex, even though I did the same thing. I feel like I just became emotionless about sex and didn't care if it hurt me or not and enjoyed it because I was doing it for the other person. I also feel like a liar because I didn't start to show ptsd symptoms until I was 19 ish, and learned about consent. I realized I physically couldn't say no to people after I learned about consent. And after an experience of this one creepy guy kissing me at a friends party and being scared but not being able to say no to him. I started having panic attacks only after I realized my yes felt meaningless to me and that I felt physically unable to say no. Then I would have panic attacks because I would tell my then boyfriend ahead of time I wanted him to stop trying to initiate sex and let me be the one to do it but he would keep doing it. I also feel like a liar because I feel guilty for sleeping with a guy who raped my friend. (Same guy as above) and I feel like a liar because I only started therapy because I found out my other friend got sexually assulted (not by the same guy) and it made me FREAK OUT (obviously not to her but alone, she doesn't know this happened) mostly because the situation was too similar. A yes that was actually a no. I feel the need to constantly compare my experience to that of others. I feel very little compassion for myself. however It's not like the only times I ever care about it are when I find out about others. There have been a ton of times I've cried to my sexual partners (only 2) and told them about this stuff or stopped sex because of it or just thought about it when I was alone. But I still feel like a liar and like a bad person. I feel like I'm just overly sexual and gross or dumb for not saying no. I feel like my emotions are fake but I also can't stop feeling them. At the same time though I feel like I wouldn't be the way I was sexually for no reason. Like I couldn't have sex for a long time because my mental state wouldn't let me get turned on. And I hated men for a long time then I wanted to be a man because I hated my body. I feel like I can never tell any of my friends who I know have been sexually assulted because I feel like they will immediately say I am a liar and that what happened to me is nothing like what happened to them. I had that issue with my therapist as well. How do I separate my experiences as my own and not comepare or judge them? How do I know if my symptoms are induced and not real? Does anyone else feel this way? I feel like rape and sex have become so blurred to me because of this, I've had so many grey area experiences and a few straight up this is definitely sexual abuse experiences, all with the guy I lost my virginity to, who I also had enjoyable(?) sex with at points. Also have had some experiences from this person that are definelty sexual abuse that I enjoyed parts of in the middle. Any advice or commiseration is appreciated, though I hope you never have to feel this way. Thanks
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Between the ages of 13 and 17 I dated this guy who was the same age as me. We started having sex at 14 and were both really innocent and inexperienced. As time went on he started to expect me to have sex with him all the time like at least every other time I saw him. and guilt me into it or say it was ruining our relationship that we didn't have enough sex. I had really low self esteem and almost no friends so the idea of us breaking up was like the worst thing ever to me so I just did it even though I didn't want to. Other times he'd want me to get high with him even though it really scared me, and guilted me by saying it wasn't fun if I didn't. Then he would want to have sex and I would be so high I felt like I couldn't say no because my head was in such a weird place and it was just easier to do it. It wasn't always that way though, sometimes I did actually want to have sex. And I loved him. So it makes it all very confusing. But then there was a time I can remember that I laid on my stomach and cried while he had sex with me because it hurt and I didn't want to and that might have happened more than once. Or times when I didn't want to have sex but felt like it wasn't really a choice so I just did other non penetration things that I didn't want to do and just tried hard to make it end as quickly as possible. And it would make me gag and make my mouth and neck hurt and I didn't like doing it. I also remember a lot of times I got so high that all I could do was panic and tell myself over and over that it only lasts 2 hours and then I will be ok, and it's honestly hard to remember a lot of what happened because we were high so much but I do know he like to have sex while high because he said it felt better, so I know it happened. And I know that if I was that high I wouldn't have been able to consent especially as a teenager.
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I'm 21 now and for the first time in my entire life I feel like I have a normal sex life. Sometimes I feel like that whole thing was awful and sometimes I feel like I was nothing but a minor inconvenience that I blew out of proportion. I didn't consider it sexual abuse until I turned 18 and got really into feminism. Which is I think what also makes me feel that way. Right after I broke up with him I slept with 2 other shitty dudes, one who I actually knew raped a person before, actually come to think of it both had been accused of rape. and basically just willingly let them use me for sex for a short while. I did basically the same thing of compulsively saying yes to them that I did with my boyfriend, but for some reason I don't really consider sleeping with them traumatic the way I do about my ex, even though I did the same thing. I feel like I just became emotionless about sex and didn't care if it hurt me or not and enjoyed it because I was doing it for the other person. I also feel like a liar because I didn't start to show ptsd symptoms until I was 19 ish, and learned about consent. I realized I physically couldn't say no to people after I learned about consent. And after an experience of this one creepy guy kissing me at a friends party and being scared but not being able to say no to him. I started having panic attacks only after I realized my yes felt meaningless to me and that I felt physically unable to say no. Then I would have panic attacks because I would tell my then boyfriend ahead of time I wanted him to stop trying to initiate sex and let me be the one to do it but he would keep doing it. I also feel like a liar because I feel guilty for sleeping with a guy who raped my friend. (Same guy as above) and I feel like a liar because I only started therapy because I found out my other friend got sexually assulted (not by the same guy) and it made me FREAK OUT (obviously not to her but alone, she doesn't know this happened) mostly because the situation was too similar. A yes that was actually a no. I feel the need to constantly compare my experience to that of others. I feel very little compassion for myself. however It's not like the only times I ever care about it are when I find out about others. There have been a ton of times I've cried to my sexual partners (only 2) and told them about this stuff or stopped sex because of it or just thought about it when I was alone. But I still feel like a liar and like a bad person. I feel like I'm just overly sexual and gross or dumb for not saying no. I feel like my emotions are fake but I also can't stop feeling them. At the same time though I feel like I wouldn't be the way I was sexually for no reason. Like I couldn't have sex for a long time because my mental state wouldn't let me get turned on. And I hated men for a long time then I wanted to be a man because I hated my body. I feel like I can never tell any of my friends who I know have been sexually assulted because I feel like they will immediately say I am a liar and that what happened to me is nothing like what happened to them. I had that issue with my therapist as well. How do I separate my experiences as my own and not comepare or judge them? How do I know if my symptoms are induced and not real? Does anyone else feel this way? I feel like rape and sex have become so blurred to me because of this, I've had so many grey area experiences and a few straight up this is definitely sexual abuse experiences, all with the guy I lost my virginity to, who I also had enjoyable(?) sex with at points. Also have had some experiences from this person that are definelty sexual abuse that I enjoyed parts of in the middle. Any advice or commiseration is appreciated, though I hope you never have to feel this way. Thanks
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