Hi all,
Name changed for this as its potentially outing when linked with my other posts. I posted in relationships this morning but it's on the second page with no replies already so thought I'd post here for traffic.
I've been having therapy for a few years now to work through my quite complicated childhood. I was abandoned by my a biological dad before I was born and he was in and out of my life from 7. Mostly out, saw him maybe 10 times.
My mum married my stepdad when I was 7 and he was the best dad I could have wished for through out my childhood, very traditional and typical family life during those years.
They split when I was 15 and it was as if they decided my compensation for the split was that I could pretty much do what I wanted. Mum and step dad both seemed to relive their carefree single youths. My step dad had a job roll which meant he was always surrounded by the cool young music crowd in our city. He would go out to clubs and invite me along. He went off the rails and exposed me to all of it.
He would tell me graphic details about his sex life
He would be really careless and leave sex paraphernalia about that I would find.
He took me along to nights out when I was 16 and surrounded by drunk older lads, some of whom would try it on with me, he wouldn't be around to protect me, he'd play it down.
He once played some beastiality porn to me and a friend because he thought it was funny.
He constantly talked about sex and sexualized women in the way he spoke about them in front of me.
I had a house party and got really drunk, he came over and brought his friend who had a history of being pervy and a "ladies man" at one point this man cornered me and put his hand down my pants and snogged me. He was 40 I was 17 and hammered. My dad played it off as boys will be boys when I told him. A few times adult men were inappropriate with me in front of him and he laughed it off.
All this seemed totally normal until I started to talk to my therapist. I have been very overweight my adult life and frankly the worst thing I can ever think of is being thought of as a sex object. It makes me very uncomfortable and anxious. I think this is connected to my dads behaviour when I was at such a crucial stage of my development.
I feel like this behaviour looks almost like grooming behaviour, although I'm 100% certain my dad never had any inappropriate intentions towards me personally.
Its messed me up a bit realising how warped it all is. I don't know what to think really.