Still reconnecting with my abuser all these years later

Still reconnecting with my abuser all these years later

TimTraum

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I have done lots of therapy, but despite the abuse very early on, I have never shaken the co-dependence and I still seek him out and submit to him when I relapse. Just wanted to put that out there.
 
I did the similar thing
Thank you. It's a really sick dynamic, but the feeling of being a "good girl," was something I've had trouble letting go of. The funny thing is, he's not even interested in me anymore, since I'm in my 50s, but I think he likes the power.
 
My abuser died 25 years ago. If I still lived in the town I grew up in, I would’ve most likely gone back to him at some point. Ever since, no one has ever been able to make me feel the way he did. It’s so sick and twisted, almost impossible to really understand.
 
My abuser died 25 years ago. If I still lived in the town I grew up in, I would’ve most likely gone back to him at some point. Ever since, no one has ever been able to make me feel the way he did. It’s so sick and twisted, almost impossible to really understand.
exactly! No matter what he did to me, I was always his "good girl," even when he had me do films or wahtever.
 
exactly! No matter what he did to me, I was always his "good girl," even when he had me do films or wahtever.
Honestly, the way he made me feel was euphoric. A number of firsts with him obviously. If I could go back and relive it all, I’d do it in a heartbeat.

Again, sick and twisted…
 
It’s called imprinting, and the chemicals that release combined with how our brains form a pathway to the feelings that get unleashed there truly is a biology working against the practical and the logical, these are powerful forces and the last thing and least thing that this force would respond to would be the judgement of others on a boy or a man having experienced it, to those who can only look at survivor and just call it sick I would say fuck you, you have no idea what the experience truly is like.

I admit I went back multiple times, yes I was helping my friend who was wheel chair bound but his dad and I would make our way downstairs and it would start.

Yes I now know it was abuse but that’s not how I thought of it as a boy, who thought It was attention love making us both feel good.
 
It’s called imprinting, and the chemicals that release combined with how our brains form a pathway to the feelings that get unleashed there truly is a biology working against the practical and the logical, these are powerful forces and the last thing and least thing that this force would respond to would be the judgement of others on a boy or a man having experienced it, to those who can only look at survivor and just call it sick I would say fuck you, you have no idea what the experience truly is like.

I admit I went back multiple times, yes I was helping my friend who was wheel chair bound but his dad and I would make our way downstairs and it would start.

Yes I now know it was abuse but that’s not how I thought of it as a boy, who thought It was attention love making us both feel good.
wow this hits!
 
It’s called imprinting, and the chemicals that release combined with how our brains form a pathway to the feelings that get unleashed there truly is a biology working against the practical and the logical, these are powerful forces and the last thing and least thing that this force would respond to would be the judgement of others on a boy or a man having experienced it, to those who can only look at survivor and just call it sick I would say fuck you, you have no idea what the experience truly is like.

I admit I went back multiple times, yes I was helping my friend who was wheel chair bound but his dad and I would make our way downstairs and it would start.

Yes I now know it was abuse but that’s not how I thought of it as a boy, who thought It was attention love making us both feel good.
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I went back to my abuser literally hundreds of times. I couldn’t get enough of how good he made feel…
 
About the time I turned fourteen my most frequent, long term abuser suddenly stopped without explanation. I was devastated, my world flipped upside down. Not only did I need the release that he regularly gave me with orgasms, I needed the physical contact and the emotional charge I got by pleasing him. As much as I tried to entice him, it was to no avail. If he had not stopped I don't know if I ever would have.
 
I found the whole secretive nature of it exciting.
I can relate to this. The secrecy was a big part of the excitement and made the challenge of having frequent sex all the more rewarding.
 
About the time I turned fourteen my most frequent, long term abuser suddenly stopped without explanation. I was devastated, my world flipped upside down. Not only did I need the release that he regularly gave me with orgasms, I needed the physical contact and the emotional charge I got by pleasing him. As much as I tried to entice him, it was to no avail. If he had not stopped I don't know if I ever would have.
It was much the same for me, at 13 my main abuser moved away after 3 years of almost daily visits with no warning at all, I was completely lost and devastated as well as depressed
 
It was the same for me, the secrecy was also very enticing and exciting
I went to great lengths (for an 11 year old) to keep it secret because I knew what we were doing was wrong but I didn’t want it to end. But I didn’t know he was actually breaking the law! I don’t know if that would’ve changed anything or not; maybe it would’ve added to the excitement.
 
It was much the same for me, at 13 my main abuser moved away after 3 years of almost daily visits with no warning at all, I was completely lost and devastated as well as depressed
I get that! like I was at 14 after 10 years of regular visits and he suddenly didnn't want me anymore
 
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