I had an ex in my pre-sys memories. He was very ab.s.ve and I was 14 (I'm 16 now, age slider) at the time.. He was 20.. Everyone warned me about him.. But I never listened... He hit me and yelled if I did something wrong.. He'd "reward" me with s.x if I behaved and let him do whatever he pleased.. Truth is.. He did whatever he wanted with me.. It wasn't a reward.. It was a punishment... He'd continue to constantly hurt me and yell if I did anything wrong.. Eventually I just stopped behaving so he'd stop having s.x with me.. It turned into r.pe.. He'd say things like "you should've just behaved or else this wouldn't have happened.", and tell me it was my fault he was doing this.. He guilt tripped me if I tried to leave him.. I was stuck like this for 5 years.. It was so gross and also why I'm horrified of people getting mad at me...

This is only the start..

My parents really weren't any better.. My m.m was psychically and mentally ab.s.ve and my d.d was s.x..lly.. I was three and he r.p.d me.. My m.m never said anything.. She let this happen.. This didnt ever stop until I moved in with my ex when I was fourteen.. So 11 years of that. Adding the fact my m.m would hit me just for doing the simplest things.. She'd yell and hit, shame how I look and my w..ght.. I really never was above 125 because of this.. She would make me go weeks without f..d and hurt me and made me go longer without it if I snuck it.. She allowed my d.d to r.pe me.. Luckily, I never got pregnant.. He was at least considerate about that.. Probably because he wouldn't get to use me if I did..

I might continue this rant later, I feel a little better..

My parents always kept me locked up inside so nobody would find out about this, they never told other family members about my existence until I was 10. They finally let me go to sch..l and make friends and stuff.. I never told anyone about what was happening at home, scared of what would happen.. So.. I kept quiet.. It was horrifying. When I finally did open up to my past to my friends when I was 15, nobody believed me. They said I was "too nice and happy" to be going through this.. They started shaming me and mentally ab.s.ng me, too.. They spread rumors, saying I sl.pt with my d.d voluntarily. I moved schools, kept quiet about everything, and even got on the student council.. I was finally free.. not really.

I moved in with a friend, who basically groomed me.. She said that i was safe with her, that she wouldn't do anything.. But.. I found out she did things to me while I was asl..p.. And when I confronted her.. She... Told me she wanted me to actually have good s.x for once.. She g..tly, But forcefully touched me.. I put up with it.. I had nowhere else to go.. She continued to touch me every so often.. Then.. I met... A girl.. She was very pretty, and my first real friend... Brown hair, golden yellow eyes.. And.. I moved in with her.. I trusted her.. One night I was tired of it all, I tried to k.ll myself.. She saved me... She was my hero.. She kept me safe.. Until.. She came home one day covered in bl..d.. She k.ll.d everyone who wronged me.. I was horrified.. She told me she loved me.. And.. We dated.. She really did keep me safe.. While I was at sch..l, she cleaned my room, made me a snack.. Then I revealed to her that I age regress.. She supported it and bought me things for little space, she took care of me when nobody else did.. Her name was Vivian.. And I miss her.