concerned -- possible trigger?
Shortly after I turned 13, I was raped by an older boy at school. I'm almost 26 now. I've been through about a year of therapy with a psychologist, but I'm still having problems.
Ever since I was raped, I have been very sexually promiscuous. I don't understand why -- it seems so opposite to what seems to me to be a normal response. It's almost like I have an urgent need to have sex. I have been in a relationship with a man now for nearly 4 years, and I can't even count the number of times I've cheated on him. He doesn't even know about any of them and would probably leave me if he did know. I know this is dangerous and have even gotten gohnorrea twice as a result of these encounters.
I don't understand why I'm doing this or even if it's somehow linked to being raped. I don't feel any guilt about what I've done -- just fear of getting caught. I don't even fear or am saddened by the thought that he'd leave -- it's almost like I feel nothing at all. I know that, at night when we're in bed, I feel safe. I don't even know that I love him or if I love the feeling of safety he provides.
Am I the only one like this? What the heck is wrong with me?
Ever since I was raped, I have been very sexually promiscuous. I don't understand why -- it seems so opposite to what seems to me to be a normal response. It's almost like I have an urgent need to have sex. I have been in a relationship with a man now for nearly 4 years, and I can't even count the number of times I've cheated on him. He doesn't even know about any of them and would probably leave me if he did know. I know this is dangerous and have even gotten gohnorrea twice as a result of these encounters.
I don't understand why I'm doing this or even if it's somehow linked to being raped. I don't feel any guilt about what I've done -- just fear of getting caught. I don't even fear or am saddened by the thought that he'd leave -- it's almost like I feel nothing at all. I know that, at night when we're in bed, I feel safe. I don't even know that I love him or if I love the feeling of safety he provides.
Am I the only one like this? What the heck is wrong with me?