I am using mumsnet as my own personal therapist at the moment, I'm not very good with being close to and trusting people, and poor dh has heard it all before, so mumsnet it is!
I think that I am almost down to my last few 'ishoos.' But this is a biggie for me. I'll say it straight - my step dad seemed to have a thing for very young girls, as I was when my mum met him. I was 10, he started getting funny with me when I was 11 and hitting puberty.
He was a pisshead, made comments when drunk, eg. cracking arse love (ffs I was 11!) mum never flinched. He made a few moves, love tapping me on my backside (way too hard - it hurt and I slapped him on the arm) and just general innappropriateness. Told me what my mum liked in bed etc. Asked me to give him a hug, I said no, then he asked if I wanted to go upstairs and look at porn with him. I said no. Ran out of the house, him yelling after me. Another time he kissed me, a 'proper' kiss iykwim. Fortunately thats the worst he ever got the chance to do.
All that time, I was fucking terrified, I had no where to turn, no one to tell. He would come home drunk when my mum was at work and I would wait until his back was turned and run out of the house, didn't stop running til I got to mum's workplace.
I kept out of his way and slept with a chair wedged under my door and a knife under my pillow. About a year later I met my boyfriend and his family became gradually aware of what was going on. They basically let me stay with them whenever I needed to, I lived with them around 4 days a week until I moved in full time at 16, I left at 18. It was all unofficial, but they went into fostering after me. I like to think I was the tester!
When I was 13, and at my foster family's house, mum told me my step dad had got into my bed in the night and slept there (drunk). I knew full well what would have happened if I had been unlucky enough to have been in that bed.
While I was at home, mum found a letter that I had written to a schoolfriend about it all (and never had the courage to send). She asked my step dad, he denied everything (how the fuck could he even remember what he had or hadn't done? Couldn't remember his own fecking name most of the time) and Mum basically turned it round to emphasise what a serious accusation it was, how the police would have to be involved etc, and how she thought that this letter was really an experimental piece of creative writing on my part, perhaps something for school, yes? Of course I agreed and that, as far as mum was concerned, was that.
I now know that my mum has narcissistic personality disorder, and I am more at peace because of that. But him. For years I have stuck up for him, defended him, supported him - his ex wife took him to court for maintenance and I went along as moral support - I was 12! WTF?! I know that it's typical, text book even but I feel like such an idiot. I don't even know what he remembers - I have excused him for years saying he probably doesn't remember, but he had 'erotic books' about sex with underage girls, and incest between fathers and daughters. He can't have forgotten that? And my mum knew about those books, and she still didn't believe me? I realised back then that no matter, she would always back him up. I was abused when I was 8 by an older child and she didn't give a flying fuck then either.
Oh god I'm a mess tonight. Medal to anyone who got this far, thank you XXXXX