Post by brilliant7corners on Nov 11, 2017 0:44:15 GMT -8
Memories:
I remember around age 5 or 6 jumping into his arms because I was so excited to visit him (didn’t see him very regularly after divorce) and the next thing I know he’s kissing me on the mouth and I feel his tongue push in. I remember it surprised me and I felt weird and didn’t know how to react.
I remember taking showers with him.
He used to take me to a nude beach frequently. The last time we ever went I wouldn’t take my suit off because I was starting to develop and I was really embarrassed. He gave me a hard time about it and we argued about it.
He used to smoke pot with me as a kid and gave me mushrooms when I was 11.
One time when I went to visit him after he’d moved out of state (I was 17) he introduced me to his girlfriend, who was 19. It was weird.
As I got older, he made comments to me about my breasts, which I always wanted to cave and pull them into my chest around him. One day when it was hot and I was wearing a tank top he looked at me, then at my chest and said “where are the three of you going?”
He makes sexual comments about female characters when we watch a movie together.
When my husband kissed me one time in front of him, he yelled (half joking) “get your hands off my daughter!”
He barely interacts at all with my son, his grandson - he’s borderline contemptuous of him.
I am 45, and he just recently asked me when I lost my virginity.
I started masturbating around 7 or 8, and I would always make my barbies have sex, ken forcing Barbie.
I was extremely promiscuous after first having sex at fifteen, sleeping with mostly older men.
I cried the first time I went to a gynecologist - which was after getting pregnant at 16.
I hated being a woman for most of high school, wore a heavy peacoat every day to school, even on hot days.
Hated changing in front of anyone, even my mother.
Felt like a whore, slut, prostitute, no self esteem or self worth.
Wouldn’t get emotionally close or allow for a “boyfriend “.
Decided I would never get married and never have children.
I just recently learned about “covert incest”, and I’m wondering if I qualify, or if I’m just tripping. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Thanksgiving is coming up, and I’m honestly not feeling good about going over to my dads.
I remember around age 5 or 6 jumping into his arms because I was so excited to visit him (didn’t see him very regularly after divorce) and the next thing I know he’s kissing me on the mouth and I feel his tongue push in. I remember it surprised me and I felt weird and didn’t know how to react.
I remember taking showers with him.
He used to take me to a nude beach frequently. The last time we ever went I wouldn’t take my suit off because I was starting to develop and I was really embarrassed. He gave me a hard time about it and we argued about it.
He used to smoke pot with me as a kid and gave me mushrooms when I was 11.
One time when I went to visit him after he’d moved out of state (I was 17) he introduced me to his girlfriend, who was 19. It was weird.
As I got older, he made comments to me about my breasts, which I always wanted to cave and pull them into my chest around him. One day when it was hot and I was wearing a tank top he looked at me, then at my chest and said “where are the three of you going?”
He makes sexual comments about female characters when we watch a movie together.
When my husband kissed me one time in front of him, he yelled (half joking) “get your hands off my daughter!”
He barely interacts at all with my son, his grandson - he’s borderline contemptuous of him.
I am 45, and he just recently asked me when I lost my virginity.
I started masturbating around 7 or 8, and I would always make my barbies have sex, ken forcing Barbie.
I was extremely promiscuous after first having sex at fifteen, sleeping with mostly older men.
I cried the first time I went to a gynecologist - which was after getting pregnant at 16.
I hated being a woman for most of high school, wore a heavy peacoat every day to school, even on hot days.
Hated changing in front of anyone, even my mother.
Felt like a whore, slut, prostitute, no self esteem or self worth.
Wouldn’t get emotionally close or allow for a “boyfriend “.
Decided I would never get married and never have children.
I just recently learned about “covert incest”, and I’m wondering if I qualify, or if I’m just tripping. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Thanksgiving is coming up, and I’m honestly not feeling good about going over to my dads.
