it's different when it's yourself.
It's not different. It's not okay to rape and abuse you. You're not different/better than/worse than any of the rest of us.
If it's not okay for someone to rape me, why is it okay for them to rape you? What's so terrible about you? Or what's so great about everyone else?
Nothing. You're just a human being, like the rest of us.
Look, I get it. I spent many years of my life believing I was worthless and awful. I truly, deeply believed that, to the extent that if you'd asked me, I wouldn't have said it was a belief. I'd have said it was a fact.
But it wasn't a fact. I was never worthless. I just came to believe that because it was my way of defending myself from hurt and pain. I must have deserved it. It couldn't be that my own parents were bad people. It couldn't be that this wonderful man is a bad person. It must be me. I must deserve it. Something must be wrong with me, deep down, and that's why these things happen to me.
That was the story I told myself, over and over. I couldn't even have put it into words like that at the time. But that's what it was. I had to start by thinking about the possibility that this belief I had was a belief, not a fact. I started thinking maybe there was a 1% possibility that it wasn't a fact.
Could you start there? Is there a 1% possibility that you don't deserve this?
And listen. Whether you think you deserve it or not, you need to get this man away from you. You are punishing yourself by keeping him around. You can tell yourself you don't deserve to be free of him, but get free of him anyway. Lots of people get things they don't deserve, so just do it and don't worry about whether it's what you deserve. It's what you want. And it's absolutely what you need.
I hope that makes some kind of sense to you.