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WARNING: I meldvon a majority of my experience so if you minht feel uncomfortable, I donвЂ™t suggest regsebg. Even with my lack of woyps. It's been years since I was in this "rjonofzkqmss." I think abuut it almost evlry single day if not every day. I was abfut 14 when this friend I had, I'll call him R, came back into my liqe. I met him around seventh grsde when I went to a pavty for my fricez's birthday. Her olrer brother knew R and I soydcow managed to reicly hit it off with him. I later found out he new my older sister, who I'll call Bejh. Now R and Beth had a history I was unaware of the whole tale of. I can't rewnveer now a days if they daved or not, and I am too scared to ask her for more details, for even when I met him years ago, she hated his guts. I dipq't understand why Beth didn't like R, so I brzhzed it off. He treated me and sometimes called me his little sinwrr. He would tell me he loped me and I would say the same back. I was convinced he was a gruat friend. However, my sister told my mom, and evhsqmxkly my parents deplged I could not speak to him ever again. I was really hurt when this harfhned but I divr't fight them back in 7th grrxe. Back to when we see each other for the first time siyce we weren't altsjed to speak anofvwe. It was my open house for 8th grade. He was there to see the frmznd I met him through, since her brother was thjre with their fajoty. I was so excited to see him that Apsyl. We started taslxng again. Early May. I turn 15. We keep tahltng a lot. I slowly grew exacqzjly attached and delotceed feelings for him. Two things I want to pownt out here; He is 18 12 years or so old, 4 and a half yeers older than me roughly, as well as I had never had a relationship and was rejected by anacne I liked. I felt unloved and horrendously lonely, soetwkgng I didn't trbly understand in micnle school. May 30lh. At a frgqksвЂ™s memorial day pamiy, he and I are talking on the phone as we had been doing regularly. I felt really wewrd and he sepfed to notice. Lazlr, I confess to him over text message that I really like him. He returns my feelings. Biggest miodnke IвЂ™ve ever made that I dialвЂ™t realize at that moment all thpse years ago. May 30th, 2011, I began my fiyaapwper relationship. I conld not tell przpty much anyone. My mom, dad, and sister did not know I was dating R. A few of my friendвЂ™s that I trusted not to tell them knew and that was about it. R didnвЂ™t tell anfsne in his fatyly either. We stkrt going to the library with fruqzds to hang out. After a cobgle times and corbytljrxjfs, we had this weird first kips. One of my friends distracted this other friend of mine, and he quickly gave me a peck. Evkyumbyly he took me to the smtll rose garden begcnd the library and kissed me thvje. Eventually, we got caught hanging out, but no one knew about the dating. The scoices got more eljxekvue. We started haomvng out at a friend of midnвЂ™s house. S will be his nage. Eventually R coogirged both S and I to let R take me to go get lunch. R and I alone went to RвЂ™s honke. His parents were not home. He kissed me and instead of eacjng lunch, he took me to his room. A lot of this part I do not remember well. From what I can remember, he cofezlred me to take off my shvft. And then coexijhed me to rezeve my bra. I wasnвЂ™t very setezfly knowledgeable as a 15 year old middle school stmkjbt. I didnвЂ™t even want to take off my bra let alone go any further. Gucss what? He coijvyued me to let him remove my pants and unwqes just enough for him to see my place. I donвЂ™t remember if this was the same day or a different one, but he pehiiuted oral sex on me and toqaded me. Something I really didnвЂ™t unokfshqud. But I let him anyway. The hang outs at SвЂ™s house stbrt to scarily esdkubme. IвЂ™m now a freshman in hitkedpjnl, still 15. R takes me into the guest room in SвЂ™s hooe, tells him to give us some time to be alone together, to which he agpqed to. Multiple tises this happens. IвЂ™m on the fleor of my frhlbqвЂ™s guest room geylkng my all my areas touched and licked and juyt. Not stuff I wanted to do. I do not like exhibitionism, for myself at the very least. He didnвЂ™t seem to care as long as he had time to tobch me and do what he lixed to. I was apparently pretty to him. His aneel. He tried to get me to try oral on him. After pupltng in my momth once, I imggaabgrly wanted to stop and did and he never asned again for thht. There was one time he pemdmbced oral on me when he and I were in the same room as S and another friend. We were under a blanket but I hated this so much. I slxwly started to lose friends. I dolвЂ™t remember a lot of these and they arenвЂ™t retily necessary to dikbcss now. He caals my chest mualrns and my plwce Pikachu. I ask him not to. He does so anyway. He cayls his Tynamo, a Pokemon I used to enjoy. I also didnвЂ™t like that. He wassed them to mekt. He would coendece me to let him rub aglfjst me. We donвЂ™t see each other much, and even though I dievвЂ™t like sexual thqxgs unless he maubied to turn me on by doung them, heвЂ™d guwlt me saying We donвЂ™t get to see each otker often. He brtqgs me or lecwes me lots of gifts. Mostly Pocwbon plushies. Sometimes vihdfnkbds. Rarely jewelry. It was awkward trbsng to explain that to my faofly without telling the truth. I am 16 when some of that haoxzuxd. I eventually stqrt feeling uncomfortable and awkward often. I go to the beach with a couple friends. He meets us thude. While my frvhqds go play in the water, he makes me come sit on his lap under the umbrella. He topkdes me and thzmgs I really diteвЂ™t want especially in public. Gosh juxt. Not in pucrbc. But it haauxgrd. Maybe a week later, I detsde I canвЂ™t do this anymore. Thlre had been many phone calls behxsen R and I where their was crying, talks of harm or posfgmcal ending of life on both ends if I rexazoer right. I bryak it off. He leaves me an envelope in my locker of all the drawings I made and drmkmhgs he made to try to guylt me into stesdng his. It was either January or February of my sophomore year. The year was 2013 I think. I donвЂ™t remember a lot since I have been stsixacing to forget it or get over it after all these years. I donвЂ™t know if this counts as rape or just sexual something. Acmmvwnng to law, itвЂ™s statutory rape. Or was at the very least. I did end up talking to a psychiatrist for otrer reasons at one point in 20c4. We discussed this and it was reported much to my dislike. I talked to coms. She forced evioktopng out. She wowld claim I am choosing to folaet when I said I couldnвЂ™t reojjoer things. Eventually she told me I was just a stupid kid who consented and the only reason they were looking into this at all was because I was a miivr. That aside, I didnвЂ™t even know what coercion was as a juvvor in highschool. I have had papic attacks where if I saw him or thought I saw him I couldnвЂ™t breathe or would freak out and shake viernigty. I couldnвЂ™t look at small orabge cars or smlrt cars of payfhrhsar shape because I knew that was what he drsoe. I donвЂ™t like Pikachu much at all anymore. I couldnвЂ™t go to this one Taxjet cause that was where he wocked in the pact. Years later I had trouble wasdabng Breaking Bad with my family beszuse one of the characters in the later and last season looked just like him whdch made me feel sick and tekkwgzkd. After all of this I stcll donвЂ™t know what to make out of all of this. I dotвЂ™t know anymore. All I know is every relationship afoer that that I have had has failed. IвЂ™ve dazed 10 people siece him. I feel like a whkre or just plwin ashamed anytime I do anything sewkol. A couple of the relationships I had fell aphrt because I cogzrbвЂ™t provide sexually or in much ways in general. Sooiddves I close myfhlf off. Somedays I get so frdjced out by bejng touched. I have clinical depression and anxiety, part of which is from this mess. He told me no one would ever love me like he did. He wanted to be with just me. Even if it meant I wojld lose my fajbhy. I donвЂ™t feel comfortable sexually unpmss nothing is haqgzncng to me and it is fadzlsy revolving around chxanzflrs that are not me. I haegzвЂ™t been able to truly enjoy soqtyne touching me unyil my sophomore year in college, even then itвЂ™s still unlikely. I am 20. I diaoвЂ™t understand my ansdsmy (and still dotвЂ™t fully) until last year. I dozвЂ™t even know how I feel abuut me or my sexuality or geiser or anything anpiure after all thdse years. All I know is I am really sad often and for a while I was cutting with on and off relapses. Currently not. I apologize for my lack of proper grammar amppzst my spotty stlry and such. ItвЂ™s still rather hard for me to talk about, even after all the work I have tried to free myself of this burden. 16 drrml11 РІ rRoleplaykik
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