ETA: this is long, and some of it may be triggering for some of you.
Thank you so much everyone. I am so sorry you’ve experienced similar - this is something that’s never talked about, the way that everything can be going so well and then it just comes out of nowhere and tries to destroy everything.
I have considered EMDR in the past- maybe it’s time now to do this. To be honest (as awful as this sounds) I’ve had no libido at all for so long, and the abuse was an aggravating factor but not the cause (which I believe was hormonal rather than emotional, because when it comes back it’s liks a switch in my brain being turned back on). I knew that even completely ridding myself of that trauma (even if that were possible) wouldn’t make me want to have sex. Now I want to have sex it doesn’t stop me, but as I’ve seen this evening it creeps in anyway, even when I think I am safe.
My husband really is amazing and deserves every kind of medal for still being here. I don’t think I’ve been with another man who’d have put up with it, frankly.
Don’t get me wrong, it hasn’t been easy and he’s not perfect but we love each other so much and we’ve somehow held on through the hardest times. Not sure how. I’m trying to make it up to him now (because I want to rather than because I have to)! He’s always had a very high sex drive so it’s even more miraculous that we’ve survived.
When we got together we were already good friends. I told him about my childhood experience but I didn’t tell him about the rest until about 18 months ago after something bad happened. Because of the repeated nature of what happened (I had a lovely longterm boyfriend in my late teens and then after that ended I was with three abusers in a row) I really thought it was just the norm. One of them even continued trying to get more sex out of me for a year after I moved far away, he’d text me late at night - he had no idea what he’d done to me and I didn’t even have the courage to tell him to fuck off. Looking back I feel absolutely pathetic.
I honestly thought what I had to expect from any sexual relationship. I almost married the guy I was with just before DH - not because I was in love with him, but because he was non-threatening and didn’t seem too fussed about sex. I realised after we got engaged that this is not the basis for a marriage, but it took me time and counselling to figure out that was my motivation in the first place. I still feel awful about this nearly 15 years later. We are no longer in touch and I wish I could apologise to him - he was such a good guy.
My relationship with DH was pretty intense from the outset (we fell in love, we were very attracted to each other etc) and I know he worries that at times I’ve gone along with things sexually with him (especially early on) because I’ve been so used to having my boundaries ignored. Sadly he’s not wrong about that, but fortunately it didn’t happen often and now that I’ve told him everything he understands why I might react in certain ways, and knows to check in with me to make sure I’m really okay and comfortable. I find it very difficult to speak up in the moment if I’m not comfortable, and it can be something small and innocuous that sets me off, so we discuss things in advance and I’m finding ways to let him now that I’m not totally comfortable with something without having to say it. If he picks up on any discomfort from me he stops immediately - I can’t express enough how considerate he is, which makes the dream last night even worse.
There was a really bad situation that triggered me telling him everything. It was around the time of all the Me Too stuff coming out, and I was in a bad place mentally. We were having sex regularly at that point, and on this occasion I think my brain was sort of trying to play out some of the bad things I’ve experienced in a safe way - I sort of led things in a particular direction and in the moment it felt cathartic but immediately afterwards I knew it was a huge mistake. As soon as DH realised this he was absolutely horrified about how I felt and I know this has impacted his confidence with me since. It wasn’t his fault at all and I feel so guilty about it.
I know he would never want to make me feel like that, he would never be okay with pushing my boundaries or making me uncomfortable for his own benefit, ever - the fact that we’ve talked about this so much at length is why I finally feel I can relax and why right now I feel able to be very open to physical stuff without fear of being hurt. FFS, we’ve been together nearly 13 years, and much of that we’ve been unable to have a physical relationship at all and yet he hasn’t forced, guilted or otherwise coerced me into having sex when I don’t want it, ever (which I know should be the basic level of human decency in a relationship but I know from experience that it isn’t).
So I guess it makes sense that my brain has detected that I’ve let my guard down and thinks I should put it back up? I can see that’s logical. I will certainly try your advice namechanged - I am just feeling completely heartbroken by the dream if I’m honest. I’ve never felt afraid of him in real life, or like I couldn’t get him to stop - having him literally morph into those men in my brain is just awful, because I know it’s not him and he would never hurt or disregard me in that way. Not only does it cause me fear but it feels like an awful thing for my brain to do to him because I know he would never do those things to me.
I was already a bit upset last night - all day we were discussing having an early night, and he knew I was really looking forward to it, but once the kids were in bed he went back to work and then had work to do all evening. I felt like he was deliberately avoiding me because he didn’t want me, which I know is irrational based on everything else but it triggered some old feelings of doubt I guess. We’d been having quite frank discussions about how to get the most out of our evening
so of course then my stupid brain made me panic I’d done or said something wrong and he wouldn’t want me any more.
Don’t get me wrong - if he didn’t want to have sex then that’s completely fine obviously! It just felt like he could have just said that to me much earlier when he knew it wasn’t going to happen, so I wasn’t sitting there feeling like an idiot and questioning myself. I suspect he probably didn’t want me to feel rejected at all and he was just knackered, but it had the opposite effect. It’s frustrating because we are so good at communicating but that can be difficult in the moment when things are emotionally fraught. We will definitely talk about that today and I know it will be okay.
He knows I had a bad dream and was asking me why and I was quite snappy and said I didn’t want to talk about it, which I feel bad about - but I really don’t want to tell him this, I think it will really hurt and worry him. I’ve barely slept as it has unsettled me so much.
I just wish I could move on from all this - I don’t want this to affect me any more, I don’t want this to keep impacting my wonderful marriage to my awesome husband. I am so angry and feel really defeated but I am not going to let them keep ruining my life.
Thanks so much for letting me get all this out - it is cathartic in itself. I’m deciding right now to give up the shame of what’s happened to me, and of being a shit wife who can’t make her husband happy (this is my fear, not his words!). It isn’t my fault, I haven’t done anything wrong, I didn’t ask for any of this. I want to be happy and finally I know I deserve to be happy and didn’t deserve to be hurt. I really thought I had moved past this but I’m not sure if I ever can. I am going to try though.
Thanks everyone. Sending unmumsnetty hugs to all who need them.