And now everything makes sense.
Sorry for the crappy name change, I've had a bit to drink.
I don't know how the subject got on to it, bit my husband of three years just told me he'd been abused three times as a child.
He only told me of one instance, when he was 6, in a tent by his sisters friend (she is 5 years older).
He wouldn't tell me anymore. I am torn between respecting his privacy and needing to know.
We have had sexual problems. He doesn't like me to initiate, and obviously now I know why. I feel like crap. I've been pushing him about our sporadic sex life.
He says he doesn't want to talk about it. I am in tears.