I've been dwelling on this a lot bit of late. I've had a bit of a breakdown and am working through a lot of issues in therapy at the moment, and this is something that has come back in technicolour and I'm having trouble not being cross about.
When I was 17 I slept with my 2nd boyfriend (who I continued to date for 3 further years) and when my father found out he called me a slut. I don't think that sleeping with one person, or actually any number of people, is cause for anyone to ever be called such names, but I do have a tendency towards the oversensitive. I think it massively damaged my self-esteem and self-respect and may have contributed to my opinion of sex as something a bit revolting and sordid, though I doubt it's a standalone cause. I didn't react to it at the time as we were a very authoritarian household and my father's word wasn't to be questioned, but now 20 years on I feel like I can't forgive him for it.
AIBU in thinking it's unforgivable or am I being a bit precious?