Hi. I've name-changed cos this is really personal and frankly I'm embarrassed. It's a bit of a long story, and I'm sorry.
Umm. Guess it's relationship advice I need really, but it's me that's the problem. I love my DP like mad and I know he loves me too. We click extraordinarily well and we're extremely close. We've been together just over a year and we are ttc. So far, so good. But I just can't stop my past coming back to haunt me and I'm scared it's going to ruin us.
I had a difficult relationship with my parents and some quite troubled teenage years. I didn't really learn how to be myself until I left school, went travelling, went to uni, etc, so I was a bit of a late developer I suppose, though it pains me to say it. Anyway, at that time I really came out of my shell and learned how to have fun (and how to hide it from my parents
). By the time I went travelling alone for the second time and then went to uni, I was pretty confident in myself, had loads of friends, had a great life, and was really popular with boys/men (I'm reasonably attractive and tend to get on far better with men than women). I had a lot of fun at first, but then I had this awkward spell where several of my male friends fell for me at once. Cringeworthy to write. Probably my own fault too. But I found it awkward and just wanted to go back to how we had been. But somehow, instead of doing that, I ended up seeing this one guy. He was fun to start with, and it was my first proper relationship so I guess it was new and exciting - and put an end to these other guys trying it on with me. Anyway, I was never really sure it was what I wanted and I didn't want the level of seriousness that he wanted. He tended to push my friends away - they didn't like him, and the more time I spent with him, the more of them drifted away. His friends - many of whom were also mine through another friend - started to tell me that he wasn't good enough for me and that I should find 'a proper man'. I just kinda laughed it off, but I ended up wishing I'd listened - surely if someone's friends tell you he's bad news, alarm bells should be ringing? Feel like an idiot now. Anyway, I'd got very close to a friend of his, and we ended up seeing each other too. This friend wanted me to leave the original guy for him, but for some reason I never did, and the relationship fizzled out. I ended up living with the original guy, and my friends drifted further and further away. He was lazy and difficult at home - he was studying medicine and believed that it made him better and more important than anyone else. His excuse for anything from not getting a job (at one point, we literally couldn't afford to eat and my parents had to send us money) to not helping around the flat was "I'm a MEDICAL student", and any attempts to persuade him otherwise caused a massive argument. He'd yell and scream at me until I cried, and on several occasions he shoved me or backed me into a corner, and I wasn't strong enough to fight back.
But I think what causes me the most problems is how he was sexually. This is embarrassing and I can't believe I'm telling it to strangers, but I'm feeling so down today and I need to do something. The first time I ever gave him a BJ, he basically leaned over me on the bed and dangled it in my face, pushing it closer and closer until I took the hint and got on with it. From that point on, that was his idea of foreplay. I didn't mind too much at first, but then it got to the point where he'd yank my hair when I was doing it (I've got a really sensitive scalp and I hate my hair being pulled, which he knew and which I reminded him many times) or put his hands around my neck and yank me down further onto him until I was gagging and choking. I can't breathe very well through my nose either (useless, aren't I), so I really struggle if my mouth is full with anything for too long
. Then, with 'normal' sex, he'd hurt me. He'd always want it even if I didn't, and he'd pester and pester until I felt like I had to give in. He was quite a big guy down there and he wouldn't listen to anything I said when it hurt. Sometimes it was a case of me not being 'warmed up' enough, and sometimes just how he was doing it
- but he'd keep going until I cried, and he'd push me into letting him do it doggy-style, which really really hurt me - I'd just have to grit my teeth and bear it.
And now, though I'm fine with penetrative sex (not the most confident and definitely not the best because of that, but we have a decent sex life I think), I still can't bear to give a BJ. DP has never had one from me, and I've never done it since I escaped from that other guy. DP's ok with it...or at least I think he is. I ended up telling him what had happened quite early on in our relationship cos he asked me to go down on him and I just froze. It's just, in some ways I want to, and god knows I want to make DP happy, but even the mention of the word makes my blood run cold, and I can just feel something being forced deeper and deeper into my mouth again, hands closing around my neck and yanking me down until it hurts, and me desperately fighting the gag reflex. I just can't get that out of my mind. How do I get over it? I want to be the woman DP deserves, and I'm scared that I'm not.
And then there's the ttc thing. We've lost two babies already, one was an early mc, and the other was an abortion I was pushed into (not by him). I can't get over the abortion. It haunts me every fucking day. I know what's done is done, and I know that by the time it came to it, I didn't really have any choice, but I'm so desperate to be pg and it's not happening, and I can't help but think what if... That's one thing. We're trying. Hard. But also, since losing the babies, my cycle has changed a lot. It's more regular, which is good, but I'm a lot more hormonal. I feel ill for days after ovulation, and then from then till AF I'm all over the place: tearful, grumpy, irritable, angry, down... We end up falling out and we barely have sex during those two weeks. I know DP wants to, but generally I'm so tired and unhappy that I just don't feel like it. We used to be one of those couples that have sex every single night, just cos we felt like it and enjoyed it. I want to get that back. That's who we are....but for now my hormones seem to have taken over and they're making me this crabby, teary, nagging, angry woman that I'm not. Is there anything I can do about it? I know the Pill would probably help, but we're ttc! Again, I'm scared that I'm driving him away by not being the woman he fell in love with. Sometimes I know I'm being horrible. No, that's a lie: often, during those two weeks, I know I'm being a bitch and no fun and I can hear myself snapping and being a pain in the arse, but I just can't stop it. I feel like I'm not me any more and I don't know what to do.
My best idea was to stop temping and charting and using OPKs etc; just tell myself it's probably not going to happen, and get on with other things. The problem is, I can't. There may be an underlying medical problem (with me, not him) and so I have to chart and track my cycle for another couple of months and have Day 21 tests etc to see what's happening and if I need medical intervention. I don't really have a choice on that as if there is something wrong, I want to know and have it sorted before it's too late. So how do I fight the hormones and get back to being me? Please help me.