I wrote this earlier in response to someone else’s question. I’m feeling pretty down reading it back. I’m nearly 60, my life is settled. I love this man but I’m sad and I do wonder what my life might have been like. I especially wonder if I would have enjoyed sex. This is what I wrote:
“No one ever told me that I should expect anything for myself. I was always told to put everyone before myself. He made sure I understood how unbelievably lucky I was to have him (I was only thirteen at the outset). He criticised me frequently. He compared me unfavourably with other women. He made me feel like I was so lucky to have him because no one else would want me. He bemoaned my (lack of) interest in sex while demanding I orgasmed with him without any foreplay; he called me frigid. I thought there was something wrong with me sexually. He made sure I knew how many women found him interesting.
I’ve been with him now for 47 years! He’s better but can still be difficult. I feel so very sad for my younger self.”
😔