I'm only caught up as far as April, but Tinsel invited me to post, and I can't put it off any more.
I'm kind of a mess, thanks to a shitty abusive father and a paedophile next door. Jumped headfirst into a relationship with the first man who really showed an interest, had a kid with him, found MN as a result.
He's an AGP.
Thanks to you lot, I know how this script goes. And I mean that thanks sincerely - the experiences of every woman on this thread have been hideous, but they have explicated a very clear pattern, and I am grateful to you all for talking about the hells you've been through and are going through. You've helped at least one person to see what's coming and get the hell out before it can get that bad.
I've been reluctant to post before because I feel somewhat fraudulent - my ex never went down the "I'm actually a woman" road, and he's been fairly well inoculated against that path by my incessant radfem ranting, and recently admitted he's been trying to tone back the fetish because he can recognise it's not benign.
Then tonight I found out one of my rapists is a woman these days, apparently.
I really don't know what to do with this. This fucking fetish is everywhere.
(I'm not taking this lying down though. He's not a woman; he's a rapist. And he's just been publicly named as one too.)