I recently posted about how I was worried I was scared of sex/intimacy and that it wasn’t normal by my age. Everyone was really supportive and reassured me that’s normal and others have been similar. In the post, I also mentioned how whilst I did have sexual feelings towards guys (I’m not asexual or anything like that) I had always focussed on my career and put boyfriends and relationships to the side, and that I had a difficult childhood. Some people were asking if my childhood was possibly linked to my fear of intimacy and I’ve thought about it and it definitely is.
I’ve made a new post because I don’t want to link it to my original post as I gave details like my age which I don’t want to be too identifying (if you recognise my original post that’s fine but please don’t link it)
My childhood was mixed. Some parts of it were amazing and others weren’t.
When I was growing up, I was never abused or hurt, but me and my mother were best friends, and she was quite forward about things like sexual behaviour, so I copied her and was encouraged in a way because she thought it was a laugh I was copying her and we were best friends. Just things like shaking my butt, posing and dancing in sexual ways and dancing round poles like they do in clubs (I have no idea where I learned it from but I somehow knew it) my mother just thought it was a laugh because I was a clueless kid doing adult stuff.
I remember once pretending to do a strip dance and take my top off. I guess I saw it in a movie and my mother thought it was so funny, so she got me to show her friends and it was like a party trick. I was really young, like junior school age, but I didn’t know what I was doing other than everyone found it hilarious and I had to wiggle my hips and take off my top.
I didn’t know that the things I was doing was sexual (I didn’t even know what that was) but I just thought it was silly, like sticking out your tongue or doing a funny dance that made people like you, so I kept doing it.
another time I was at her friends party with her and posing for a photo by holding 2 balloons to my chest as if I had massive balloon boobs and her friend putting one of the balloons in his mouth while I did this. They were all drunk and it was just seen as being funny but I feel sick thinking back to how sexual it was and how disgusting I was.
another time she got a giant penis lollypop as a present and I joked and posed with it in my mouth as if i was doing a sexual act. I was old enough to know what i was joking about doing and she didn’t encourage me but by then I knew she found all these things good banter so I wanted to be funny and make her laugh (I was probably around 9) but like all kids I thought words like sex and blowjobs were hilarious so I thought it was all a big joke. I feel disgusted at me for doing this but she thought it was the funniest thing ever and sent photos to her mates- captions like OMG my child is exactly like her mother- loves a BBC ;) (she then had to explain to me what that meant and I didn’t really understand but hey she thought I was funny so i was happy)
I remember her telling me I absolutely had to shave down below because I was hairy and disgusting and men hate that (I had asked her for advice because I had just started puberty). She was visibly disgusted when I asked for advice about what I should do to deal with it, then she joked with all her mates about how I had a hairy vagina and she was like Urgh get that dealt with! Cue hilarity from her mates about how clueless I was
Other things were things like finding sexual objects in the house (I wasn’t searching through stuff, they were just there) and my mother thinking it was hilarious that I was holding a dildo absolutely clueless about what it was and my mother telling me about all her relationship drama. I used to hear about who was having sex with who and having an affair with who.
I know when some people are sexualised too young they become hyper sexualised but I was the opposite. I never discussed sexual things with my friends and I never mentioned what my mother was like around teachers or anyone else (I think that’s why nobody knew what was going on). Deep down I was embarrassed and as I grew up I was scared of having a boyfriend or loving someone and I was the latest out of my friends to even have their first kiss (I was basically an adult!)
My mother also frequently had to have terminations (absolutely no judgement about that, I’m completely pro choice) but I supported her through it because we were best friends, and she would get depressed afterwards and regret the termination and take it out on me. I know she wishes I was terminated rather than the others (she’s said it often enough) but I can’t help that I’m here (and I feel guilty saying this but I’m glad I’m the one who’s here!)
I think deep down I didn’t want to be like my mother so I blocked it all out. As soon as I became old enough to realise all the sexual stuff my mother was encouraging and that it was wrong, I blocked it out and stopped it all. She thought I was boring and a freak and she hated the person I became. I was obsessed with my future and what it would be like (I used to write in my little diary- age 16 get all my GCES, age 18 get all my A Levels, age 18 go to university and be the best astronaught ever, age 30 own a space station… you get the message!)I didn’t end up becoming an astronaut but I did become my other dream career and I absolutely love it.
now as an adult, I do still get sexual feelings about guys like my friends do and I go to clubs and I come across completely normal like my friends, but the idea of sleeping with someone seems so scary and official and I think I’m just scared of it and the consequences of it. That’s why I’ve avoided it. Maybe it’s my childhood or maybe it’s just me.
Despite all this I still love my mother, we don’t really speak anymore but I suppose nobody is perfect and she’s my mother so I’ll always love and protect her, but as an adult I can look back and recognise that a lot of stuff was wrong. I feel disgusting and really sick thinking back to how I used to act and I’ll probably never stop feeling like I’m disgusting
Sorry it’s so long, Not really sure what I’m hoping to gain by posting this, maybe just a bit of an explanation but it feels slightly better getting it all off my chest.