I have always had an uneasy feeling towards my dad, and in the last few years it has developed, although I can't put my finger on anything in particular.
A few years back, my sister said that she had had a feeling our dad had done something to us before our parents divorced. I had never mentioned anything to anybody, so was flummoxed as I had been having the same feeling for a few years. I mentioned this to my therapist (who was a trainee) and she blanched then told me this was classic of abuse victims; that they repress these feelings until later in life and then the fortress comes down. Incidentally, I had been seeing her as I had been suffering from eating disorders for the previous 10 years.
I mentioned this to my sister, and my entire family pretty much turned on me- telling me I was making stuff up and trying to shit stir. No one, incidentally, likes our dad and no-one is in regular contact. At the same time, no-one wanted to think of him like that. So I retracted my thoughts.
Recently, I've started questioning myself about it. Over the last year I've developed a very real fear of being restrained and it comes out in my sex life with my DP, even when he is trying to kiss me and is above me etc. Yesterday he tried to kiss me by coming at me from above, but I completely freaked out and started hyperventilating and shaking etc. Then last night I had a sex dream about my dad, in which he wanted to have sex with me whilst I straddled him, but I wanted to get off him. I know for a fact that I used to sit straddling him, but I don't remember any sexual abuse. It's the fact I don't remember anything directly that makes me so confused.
I was reading a story in a trashy magazine about an hour ago. It was about a father raping his daughter. When my DP came into the bathroom, I pretty much fell apart; sobbing on the floor whilst he tried to console me. I know it's too much for him to deal with, and he doesn't know how to cope, but I don't either.
Basically (she says, after a mammoth post), I don't even know if I was sexually abused. My mind tends to be very good at making up shit that will hurt me during my dreams, so I don't know if I've just latched onto something I can direct all my angst at, or if something has happened to me in my past. I have no direct memories of anything; just a sense of unease.
I spoke to a counsellor for a year, whose attitude was 'it's in the past, so why worry?' (a bit Rafiki, really) and I don't know if he was right or not. I have no facts, no evidence and no memories. Just ill ease.