Sapphire
November 9th, 2008, 06:57 PM
This has really messed me up.
I was groomed from a young age by a 30-something year old man. Things escalated during that time from talking about sex to me performing fellatio on him. Our relationship was more than that though. We were friends and did things that friends do. We even grew to hold a friendship-based love for one another. We were, on the whole, happy with how things were. I say "on the whole" because after a while I refused to be sexual with him.
Then things turned. He wanted me to let him get in touch with a friend so he could have sex with her. This happened at the same time my therapist was "making me see how things truly were".
Ever since then, I have swung between still experiencing those caring feelings for him and despising him. One day, I will miss him so much that I have to remind myself that he would slam the door in my face if I went to see him. The next day, I'll feel such anger towards him that I have to restrain myself from going and either shout at him, try to hurt him or vandalise his property.
I know that he is/was a paedophile. I know it in my rational mind. I don't, however, feel that it's true. From my standpoint, I am just as responsible as he is because I encouraged him. I never said that I didn't want it to happen.
If I were outside of the situation and looking in on it, then I can see it clearly and my feelings are in line with the truth.
Omg, I am screwed up.
I was groomed from a young age by a 30-something year old man. Things escalated during that time from talking about sex to me performing fellatio on him. Our relationship was more than that though. We were friends and did things that friends do. We even grew to hold a friendship-based love for one another. We were, on the whole, happy with how things were. I say "on the whole" because after a while I refused to be sexual with him.
Then things turned. He wanted me to let him get in touch with a friend so he could have sex with her. This happened at the same time my therapist was "making me see how things truly were".
Ever since then, I have swung between still experiencing those caring feelings for him and despising him. One day, I will miss him so much that I have to remind myself that he would slam the door in my face if I went to see him. The next day, I'll feel such anger towards him that I have to restrain myself from going and either shout at him, try to hurt him or vandalise his property.
I know that he is/was a paedophile. I know it in my rational mind. I don't, however, feel that it's true. From my standpoint, I am just as responsible as he is because I encouraged him. I never said that I didn't want it to happen.
If I were outside of the situation and looking in on it, then I can see it clearly and my feelings are in line with the truth.
Omg, I am screwed up.