Realizing you were just part of a con
I was just looking back and thinking: you know, my mom was single, it was just us three with her, me and my brother (and sometimes my grandmother); and I was so starved for some kind of male attention and absolutely lucked out and found a great guy a few doors down in our apartment complex who took such a huge interest in me.
I can't begin to describe how thrilling it was to find this guy, he was always smiling, he was always interested in what I had to say, and what I did that day, even when my mom was grim or in a bad mood. He was just always there.
So why the sex thing?!?!? Yea, I was curious a little, but why that?!?!!!!!
Just imagine how my life would have turned out, JUST IMAGINE, if he had just left that part out. All the other things, the movies, the playing in the park, him teaching me football, and baseball, and building my confidence, and being there no matter what, and always having a supporting word. Even when I had a crappy day, I could always go over to his house and he was always glad to see me and always had something to do.
SO WHY THE SEX THING?!?! I mean, why couldn't he just jack off or whatever by himself, why involve me?!?! Why did that have to be a part of it?
And then I turned 18, or maybe it was 19, and I realized: he didn't like me. It was just my body. Looking back, it always came back to that -- sit in my lap, wow you have big muscles, take off your shirt and I'll scratch your back.
THAT WAS MY CHILDHOOD. I am a human being, I had only once chance at a childhood, and I wasted it with that guy! Spent it sitting in his lap watching movies while he probably had a hardon the whole time!
FUCK I am so pissed. Yet he was part of my life... MY LIFE... I don't know what to think.
This is my first time posting, though I've lurked awhile. I don't know what made me register, but it just kind of got to me tonight. Why did I have to be part of his con? Why does everything always have to be a con and a scam and a flim-flam?
I can't begin to describe how thrilling it was to find this guy, he was always smiling, he was always interested in what I had to say, and what I did that day, even when my mom was grim or in a bad mood. He was just always there.
So why the sex thing?!?!? Yea, I was curious a little, but why that?!?!!!!!
Just imagine how my life would have turned out, JUST IMAGINE, if he had just left that part out. All the other things, the movies, the playing in the park, him teaching me football, and baseball, and building my confidence, and being there no matter what, and always having a supporting word. Even when I had a crappy day, I could always go over to his house and he was always glad to see me and always had something to do.
SO WHY THE SEX THING?!?! I mean, why couldn't he just jack off or whatever by himself, why involve me?!?! Why did that have to be a part of it?
And then I turned 18, or maybe it was 19, and I realized: he didn't like me. It was just my body. Looking back, it always came back to that -- sit in my lap, wow you have big muscles, take off your shirt and I'll scratch your back.
THAT WAS MY CHILDHOOD. I am a human being, I had only once chance at a childhood, and I wasted it with that guy! Spent it sitting in his lap watching movies while he probably had a hardon the whole time!
FUCK I am so pissed. Yet he was part of my life... MY LIFE... I don't know what to think.
This is my first time posting, though I've lurked awhile. I don't know what made me register, but it just kind of got to me tonight. Why did I have to be part of his con? Why does everything always have to be a con and a scam and a flim-flam?