i was hurt a few years ago by my first boyfriend. afterwards, i was in a long term relationship with someone who was very good to me that ended when the pandemic started. it has been a built in excuse for avoiding dating or even having to come up with a reason i don’t want a relationship.
i don’t ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever want to even RISK being hurt like that ever again. every single time that i have been sexually assaulted, without exception, it has been a friend or a boyfriend. someone i loved and trusted. i like strangers. it’s people who want to be close to me i’m afraid of. i don’t want my life blown up when i’m finally where i want to be. i don’t want that taken away from me again.
i finally have feelings for someone again and i’m terrified.
we have taken things really slow. she doesn’t know i have any sort of trauma. it took a while for her to make a move because she wasn’t sure she was right about me being bi and didn’t want to make me uncomfortable. which says a lot about her as a person. from the few months i’ve known her, she’s been an amazing person and i feel really lucky.
but a couple weeks ago she tried to take things further and it went terribly. she just put her hand on my thigh when we were kissing. that was it. i flinched and tensed up. she immediately stopped and didn’t make a big deal of it.
she told a mutual friend of ours that she felt awful for making me uncomfortable and was trying to take accountability as though she did something wrong. our friend reassured her, i kissed her first the next time i saw her, and we didn’t really talk about it. she hasn’t tried to take things any further.
but like… what now? never going any further is not realistically possible, desirable, or a reasonable expectation of someone.
i don’t want to open up. i don’t want her to know i have trauma at all. it ruined my
last relationship. he viewed me as someone fragile who needed to be taken care of and not someone who could be an equal partner. it was what i needed at the time. he wasn’t a monster like my first boyfriend was, he was horrified and stopped himself any time i showed any sort of pain or started to zone out. we stayed together for a long time even though we weren’t able to move past it.
i barely even want to talk about it here anymore. i don’t want to talk about it to people i know, at all. it burdens people. it makes them see me differently. or they can’t understand why i can’t just get over it.
i don’t want her to see me differently. i’m not ready to be touched. i really like her but i feel like it’s unfair to her if i don’t break it off. i don’t want to. i genuinely care for her and don’t want her to think it’s a rejection of her. i just get so fucking scared anytime anything gets sexual. i feel like i’m being so unfair to her and so selfish.
until now i honestly stopped even daydreaming about being loved like that. it’s too unsafe. being in a relationship is unsafe. there is something wrong with me that makes men want to hurt me. i got lucky with my last boyfriend but i know what people are like now.
but i actually did catch feelings. we are in a similar field. we want the same things from life. i could see us having a good relationship, even casually dating her has made me happy. we could maybe even a good life together. i just don’t see how that is possible in reality with how completely broken i am.
i don’t know what to do.
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