I'm glad you posted @Notsure12348 . I think reflecting on this is going to be helpful for you.
This is going to be a long post. Obviously everyone will feel free to skim or ignore.
There are two men whom I had incidents with when I look back. I've often thought...was that rape? The difficulty is society twists things to excuse men. And I think we do too, when it's happened to us.
The first was when I was 18. He was a new boyfriend. We'd been on a night out with me, him, my brother and his gf. We all went back to bf house. I was v drunk. I went to the loo and when I got back my brother had gone home and left me there. I had no way of getting home and was persuaded to stay. We were to sleep in same bed. I remember saying we couldn't have sex because it was my period and I think I felt sort of 'protected' by that. I was so young and naive, I didn't realise you could or would want to do it when 'on'. . But it ended up happening anyway. I remember having to find my tampon inside after. Afterwards, even though I hadn't wanted to start having sex with him so soon, we continued to have a sexual relationship. I remember thinking 'oh well, we've done it now we might as well carry on '. I think I was normalising what happened. I'm 50 now and still think about it and think about why my brother left me there and put me at risk. I feel some shame and confusion and remember vivid details about that one night, so there's some trauma.
The second man was my exh. He ended up being sexually, financially and mentally/emotionally abusive. I never thought that he raped me until I was posting on another thread maybe ten years ago. People started sending me
. Saying they were sorry he raped me. I didn't know he'd raped me. He'd had sex with me from behind, how he liked it and had been removing condom without my consent and then progressed to coming inside me without my consent. He'd decided to get me pregnant. It was progressive wearing down of my boundaries. He was coercive and I felt like I must have agreed but I didn't. I accepted it after the fact, just like that first boyfriend. It wasn't what we agreed. He'd just got his own way and messed with my head afterwards.
But without this, I wouldn't have my son.
I know we are probably not supposed to.categorise rape in some sort of worst kind to least worst kind...but I guess there is something in that. Rape from a stranger who attacks someone is going to cause more trauma than this ' we were in bed and boundaries were ignored '.….but I think there's still trauma or we wouldn't be thinking about it like this years later.
Society, certainly when I grew up, gave us this idea of men being unable to stop, women unfairly leading men on and women being responsible for their transgressions..that's why I reframed it in my head..but I obviously knew it was wrong. I've done a lot of work on my boundaries since my marriage.