My DM married my SF when I was 7 and I don't remember any particular problems with him when I was little, although I don't remember much from my childhood at all. I've hated him since I was a teenager though for a combination of reasons but mostly because he used to make horrible, sleazy comments to and about me and sometimes touch me inappropriately, smack my bum or squeeze up against me as I passed, that kind of thing. I tried to talk to both my DM and older DB about it at the time but was made to feel like I was making a fuss over nothing so I gave up and just tried to avoid him after that.
Since I've been adult (I'm 46 now) I see him as little as possible and mostly keep in touch with DM by phone despite living fairly close by. DM believes we are 'close' and (rightly or wrongly) I go along with this and pretend we are a normal family when I do have to see them. But something happened a couple of weeks ago and I'm finding it really difficult to process my feelings about it, hence the post in the hope MN can help me unpick it.
Basically he answered the phone instead of DM when I rang (unusual, it's pretty much always her that answers it) and I got stuck talking to him, something I normally avoid like the plague. Barely a minute into the conversation he started talking about me as a teenager and then made a comment about my DD(14) and how she is at the age where her body is changing. I had a completely visceral reaction to this (felt sick, room started spinning, throat closed up) and I made an excuse and immediately ended the call.
Since then all those incidents when I was a teenager have been replaying in my head and I feel more and more distressed about them. I'm also now remembering other stuff from when I was even younger, being dragged into his lap and forced to stay there when I clearly didn't want to, enforced tickling that I remember being really uncomfortable with and then a weird, hazy memory of a feeling I used to have in bed at night which I'm now worrying might have been more than a feeling but can't make any sense of.
I'm a mess, really scared there might be more that I'm unconsciously blocking out and simultaneously worried I'm blowing this up out of proportion and projecting/imagining things that didn't happen. I can't afford therapy and even if I could I'm not sure I want to go there, if there is more maybe it's best I don't know/remember? I don't know, I don't feel like I know anything for sure anymore and I have no idea where to go from here.