
Lady_V
Please be honest.
- Aug 31, 2025
- 25
I met a guy here on sasu and formed a relationship. He was my 1st boyfriend. I was adamant that I was not the type to sleep around, and I would only sleep with someone if they were serious/committed to me. I told him I would ctb if anyone ever used me for sex and dumped me right after. I was VERY clear about my fears of being used. I trusted him. Some internet stranger who called himself "nice" & "empathetic". I met with him, my 1st boyfriend, and we eventually had sex even though I wasn't fully comfortable. Immediately right after, like I barely got my clothes on and he was still naked, he started to cry and he broke up with me on the spot. He told me he didn't want a serious relationship, didn't want kids or a future with me even though he was saying he did want those things right up until he came. I was horrified but hid it to comfort him because he was crying tears of what I think was guilt.
Later on, I had a full-on panic attack from it all. I never have panic attacks. My nightmare came true.
I was sexually abused as a child, so willingly sleeping with my 1st boyfriend was one of the biggest things I have ever done. And a liar took it from me and ruined what was supposed to be a growing moment.
We patched things up somehow because I was unwilling to admit to myself that I, my body, was just used, again. We had a 1.5 year relationship where I put all the effort in, and he never listened to me when I said I didn't want to have sex. I also got pregnant and had a miscarriage I hid from him because I knew he would break up with me if I was less than perfect for him.
At the start of summer, he broke up with me out of nowhere again. I literally just got done packing things up to move to him when he did it. He had been wanting to break up with me for a week and let me pack my bags, thinking we were really going to start a life together. He was lying to me again.
Man, I'm messed up from this. More trauma for me, I guess.
Later on, I had a full-on panic attack from it all. I never have panic attacks. My nightmare came true.
I was sexually abused as a child, so willingly sleeping with my 1st boyfriend was one of the biggest things I have ever done. And a liar took it from me and ruined what was supposed to be a growing moment.
We patched things up somehow because I was unwilling to admit to myself that I, my body, was just used, again. We had a 1.5 year relationship where I put all the effort in, and he never listened to me when I said I didn't want to have sex. I also got pregnant and had a miscarriage I hid from him because I knew he would break up with me if I was less than perfect for him.
At the start of summer, he broke up with me out of nowhere again. I literally just got done packing things up to move to him when he did it. He had been wanting to break up with me for a week and let me pack my bags, thinking we were really going to start a life together. He was lying to me again.
Man, I'm messed up from this. More trauma for me, I guess.