I had an awful, awful childhood. Few people know about it because the details are hard to stomach. I have made a good life for myself, not only despite the past but sometimes because of it. I am happy now.
Two years ago I met a man and we dated very casually, it took me over a year to allow exclusivity chat (commitment issues from childhood) but I got there. He is wonderful. I mean really wonderful. He's my safe place.
The only problem I've observed between us is that he has become, since we became exclusive and started to fall in love, absolutely terrified of my "past".
When we were more casual, he would often listen to me talk things through, regarding my previous marriage, how divorce was going etc. And during that time I did sketch out the bare outline of certain childhood events, I didn't feel ready to tell the whole story (knowing how it had been used as a weapon by my ex - e.g. CSA must have been my fault because I was a whore by nature etc.). He was supportive and kind about everything.
Then we started to fall in love and looking back I can see how it changed. Now, if I even mention my childhood in a general way, he will stiffen and try to steer me away from talking about it. If I am quiet/thinking about something, he becomes fearful that I'm dwelling on something from the past, will try to distract or cajole me.
I've talked to him about this, I've said I can see how he struggles. He says that before, it was easier because he didn't love me yet. Now he loves me and he feels like he needs to rescue me from thinking about the past, make it up to me by building a lovely life with me.
I've told him that he's not helping by doing that, that I feel like I should put on my happy face so that he won't be upset. He hates that he's made me feel that way but he continues to be avoidant and build it up more and more in his head. I don't think it's conscious.
But I can't cope with it anymore. I feel like I am carrying a bomb around with me and he is constantly in a sweat trying to defuse it. I have tried to just TELL him before but every time I pluck up the courage, he tries to stop me from talking about it (in an indirect way) and I feel like my heart might break.
We are going on a city break next week and I am thinking about just bringing it up and saying, listen, we are making "the past" into this huge big THING with so much power so today I'm just going to tell you the whole story, from beginning to end, and then you know. And you'll know me better for it. And we can move on, or not I suppose.
I am afraid because of my ex that my past will ruin my life again, in a fun new way this time, with someone who I can barely stand the thought of losing.
What if it really is too much, and he can't stand it and we have to pack it in? I suppose I just have to accept the risk?
If anyone has any advice or will hold my hand about this, please, I am in need 