TW: childhood sexual abuse, abusive relationship
I'm feeling a little more unbalanced than usual because of a variety of factors, but I'm beginning to question if I really know how to have a healthy relationship. I was sexually abused as a child by two people I trusted; watched my mum either have unhealthy relationships with men or swear off men completely; although I always knew my mum cared about me, she was quite emotionally distant when I was a kid and never expressed affection. As a result of all this (and other factors), I spent my childhood and adolescence craving love, but feeling unlovable.
From 16-20, I was involved in really unhealthy relationships with guys who were only interested in sex. I wanted more than just sex, but didn't know how to say that. I worried that expressing my feelings would make them run and I was just so desperate to be loved, I just went along with what they wanted. I tried a few times to resist when they initiated sex, but one of them used to guilt trip me until I gave in and another used to wait until I was really drunk. With both of them, it was excruciatingly painful and I'd feel confused, upset and a little violated, but also desperate to sleep with them again to please them and make them love me. Both of them kept me at arms length and made it clear that they didn't want anyone to know that they were sleeping with me, which made me feel like I'm something to be ashamed of -- like, maybe it's embarrassing to be attracted to me?
After my last relationship at 20, I vowed to spend some time alone, to work on myself, to like myself more, to learn how to establish clear and healthy boundaries, and to raise my standards. I spent 4 1/2 years single, not even dating and I thought I'd made good progress. I started a new relationship earlier this year and, for 3 months, it was the healthiest relationship I've ever known. I've never felt so respected by a man and, actually, I'm not sure I've ever felt more respected by anyone than I did in those first three months. He NEVER pressured me to do anything and he always checked in to see how I was and he was so nice I sometimes found myself wanting to cry because I just never realised how nice it felt to be treated like that. I felt like an equal partner in the relationship. Then Covid blew up and we went on lockdown. We couldn't see each other and it activated my old insecurities. I found myself getting super needy, messaging all the time, trying to get him to talk to me about his feelings. He became really distant and closed off. We broke up 3 months into lockdown (after 6 months in total together). It was the most respectful, amicable and peaceful break up I've had, but less than a month afterwards I found out he was back on Tinder and I feel like I'm back at square one. I feel like I'm desperate to be loved, but I also feel disgusted when people are affectionate towards me, so I choose emotionally unavailable men who always stay a little bit detached. But I end up feeling worthless and unlovable when they don't give me the love and affection I crave -- especially when they all said to me they weren't ready for a relationship and then jumped into a relationship/onto Tinder immediately after breaking up with me.
Sorry for the long, rambling post, but I just spent a week with my family and it's given me a lot to reflect upon. I'm not sure I've ever had a healthy relationship and, even when I thought I finally did, it circled back to the dynamic that I'm used to: chasing and pulling away. Part of me wants to move on and seek a healthy relationship, but part of me is scared of getting hurt again and there's a part of me that thinks maybe the problem is me and that people are better off without me in their lives.
I'm feeling a little more unbalanced than usual because of a variety of factors, but I'm beginning to question if I really know how to have a healthy relationship. I was sexually abused as a child by two people I trusted; watched my mum either have unhealthy relationships with men or swear off men completely; although I always knew my mum cared about me, she was quite emotionally distant when I was a kid and never expressed affection. As a result of all this (and other factors), I spent my childhood and adolescence craving love, but feeling unlovable.
From 16-20, I was involved in really unhealthy relationships with guys who were only interested in sex. I wanted more than just sex, but didn't know how to say that. I worried that expressing my feelings would make them run and I was just so desperate to be loved, I just went along with what they wanted. I tried a few times to resist when they initiated sex, but one of them used to guilt trip me until I gave in and another used to wait until I was really drunk. With both of them, it was excruciatingly painful and I'd feel confused, upset and a little violated, but also desperate to sleep with them again to please them and make them love me. Both of them kept me at arms length and made it clear that they didn't want anyone to know that they were sleeping with me, which made me feel like I'm something to be ashamed of -- like, maybe it's embarrassing to be attracted to me?
After my last relationship at 20, I vowed to spend some time alone, to work on myself, to like myself more, to learn how to establish clear and healthy boundaries, and to raise my standards. I spent 4 1/2 years single, not even dating and I thought I'd made good progress. I started a new relationship earlier this year and, for 3 months, it was the healthiest relationship I've ever known. I've never felt so respected by a man and, actually, I'm not sure I've ever felt more respected by anyone than I did in those first three months. He NEVER pressured me to do anything and he always checked in to see how I was and he was so nice I sometimes found myself wanting to cry because I just never realised how nice it felt to be treated like that. I felt like an equal partner in the relationship. Then Covid blew up and we went on lockdown. We couldn't see each other and it activated my old insecurities. I found myself getting super needy, messaging all the time, trying to get him to talk to me about his feelings. He became really distant and closed off. We broke up 3 months into lockdown (after 6 months in total together). It was the most respectful, amicable and peaceful break up I've had, but less than a month afterwards I found out he was back on Tinder and I feel like I'm back at square one. I feel like I'm desperate to be loved, but I also feel disgusted when people are affectionate towards me, so I choose emotionally unavailable men who always stay a little bit detached. But I end up feeling worthless and unlovable when they don't give me the love and affection I crave -- especially when they all said to me they weren't ready for a relationship and then jumped into a relationship/onto Tinder immediately after breaking up with me.
Sorry for the long, rambling post, but I just spent a week with my family and it's given me a lot to reflect upon. I'm not sure I've ever had a healthy relationship and, even when I thought I finally did, it circled back to the dynamic that I'm used to: chasing and pulling away. Part of me wants to move on and seek a healthy relationship, but part of me is scared of getting hurt again and there's a part of me that thinks maybe the problem is me and that people are better off without me in their lives.