Background
When I was at college, I started seeing my first proper boyfriend. We were together for around 18 months. We broke up because I was leaving for university.
We stayed in amicable contact for a few years after I moved away, then just drifted apart. When I was 32, he found me through Facebook and started messaging me. I was, at this time, in the final stages of breaking up with my partner of 8 years. My old boyfriend then moved back to the town we had first known each other and where I live. He would ask me over to his flat in the guise of a ‘catch up’. This would nearly always result in him asking me to give him a blow job. If I refused, as I nearly always did, he would ask if I minded him touching himself and this would turn into him asking me to touch him/perform oral sex. I would usually end up giving in.
Writing the facts of it makes it sound so sleazy, but I don’t know how to explain... He seems to have a hold over me. I find myself giving in to him. Perhaps he knows me better than I know myself and knows how to manipulate me. Knows that I find it difficult to say no, knows how to flatter me or whatever. I’m not under the illusion that he has any romantic feelings for me and I’m not interested in a relationship with him. At one point, I felt strongly that I wanted to be in a relationship with him. Then I realised that I meant very little to him, that I represented a fallback option. Certain events over the last few years have made me aware of how little respect we have for each other. But still I can’t say no to him.
Last night
I was seeing someone for the best part of a year and we broke up last month. My old boyfriend asked me to go over last night. I knew that he would expect sex of some sort. I had already had a couple of glasses of wine, agreed and went.
When I got there, he started wanking, asking me to touch him. He started kissing me aggressively, touching me, forcing his penis against my lips. I didn’t like it, but I just let him. This went on for some time. He didn’t penetrate me.
The point of my post is this: I didn’t say no. I went to his place, knowing what he would do. I don’t know how to end this cycle of behaviour. I feel ashamed and worthless. I can’t believe that this man still does this to me. I think part of my head still sees the relatively sweet teenager, but my sensible head is incredibly sad that the boy I used to know has turned into an abusive man. And I cannot believe that I’m still caught up in it all these years later. What can I do? What should I do? I can’t talk about this with friends.
(I put 'triggering' in the title because I didn't want to upset anyone with the description of what he did.)