I've name changed, as this is a dark topic and I'm not entirely sure what I need - possibly just the catharsis of telling someone.
When I was fifteen, I was in a sexual relationship with a twenty five year old on and off for a few months. It started off really well (/ as well as it could have given my current perspective on the situation) and he acted as though he was very emotionally invested in me - e.g. spending a lot of time with me, telling me he thought he might love me etc etc. I was a bit emotionally broken and probably didn't think I loved him, but I guess I enjoyed the attention to a certain extent.
Some stuff happened that (obvious age issues aside) made me feel like I was in the grey zone between rape and sex. So, any time I would come and see him and not want sex he would be fine on the day and continuously reassure me that I didn't have to do anything sexual - only to come home and return to messages from him about me wasting his time and essentially making false promises. This happened once on a day where I didn't want to have sex with him because I was dealing with emotional fallout from family issues, but after that I just had sex with him (or did sexual things) because it was easier to say yes and not deal with him taking his "love" away.
Writing it down it does seem closer to sexual assault than sex - but I still feel like it was my fault. I told him I wanted sex and he met up with me I guess under the idea that I would provide it, and he was never violent so it never really registered as anything dodgy.
I also had a whole slew of family / mental health issues and after this, when I was sixteen I had a one-night-stand with a fifty one year old (I guess out of anger and self destruction).This also made me feel like what happened with the 25 year old was my fault, as no self respecting person hops into bed with someone who might hurt them (particularly with a big age gap).
I'm now getting closer to his age, and I can't ever imagine having sex with a fifteen year old, but I also can't quite connect the dots as to if it was sexual assault or a miscommunication. It makes me feel like shit, as I never want to have in my head that someone had bad intentions if they didn't but I think it did fuck me up pretty badly - sexual assault or not.
Sorry, I know this is a bit of a dark and odd one for a Thursday night. Feel free to tell me I made shit choices, if you think that's the right thing to do. I think I just needed to tell an unbiased party.Thank you x