Including let him sexually assault me. Regularly. I was expected to be ready for him when he came home from work.
How did this happen? At the beginning of our relationship, I was quite ill often due to my diet, something Ill get to in a bit. One night he initiated, and I said, Im so sorry, can we not tonight? Im feeling really sick. He responded, I just want to remind you, the reason my last relationship didnt work out was because of the lack of sex. It was a veiled threat. I succumbed.
Every night, I laid there for him, occasionally in tears. He called it starfishing. He thought the whole idea was funny. To be fair, I did go along with it out of fear of losing him. Im still recovering from being sexually used (not in a super fun way) for three years.
Some of y'all really don't see this as sexual abuse?
In this alt-right hellhole its not really surprising ---
