Eve_of_destruction
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I know that I have been MIA for over 3 weeks now, but those 3 weeks have been life-changing for me, and the last thing on my mind was the Internet or Literotica. For all the people here on the BB that I have chatted with for so many months now, for all of you who have emailed me asking where I've gone to and haven't gotten a reply, please forgive me... I just haven't felt like dealing with anything or anyone.
On April 30, I was raped. I was raped by someone who I knew and trusted, someone who I have mentioned so many, many times on the BB... the 19-year old who I was having an affair with. It is a long story, and hopefully I will be able to write it someday, more as a way of healing than anything else. I have to say that, at first, I just felt shock and numbness... but now I have a lot of anger, and revenge sounds sweet. Although there is a part of me that wants to kill the S.O.B., there is also a part of me that says, "Ah, don't blame him too much... he was drunk and wired on coke and meth, blame the drugs..." Another part of me says, "Well, girl, it's all your fault, cause you tried to end it by telling him you were in love with another man..." I had told him about the 26-year old that I also mention quite frequently, told him that I was in love and couldn't see him anymore, and he just went nuts. Couldn't go to the police, of course, or my family would suffer.
And then there's my kids... both of them are doing drugs, and it seems the problem is a lot worse than I had originally thought... I knew they smoked pot, but most kids do - hell, even I do sometimes. But guess who their dealer is? You got it, none other than the rapist - just another reason for wanting revenge against him. My oldest is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, his drug problem is that bad. I had suspected all this, but decided to verify everything by putting a tap on our phone line... let's just say that I found out things I wish I had never heard.
And finally... I decided to tell my husband that our marriage is over. This one, actually, is going much better than I expected. He had known about my affair with the 26-year old for quite some time, and I think he had been expecting this to happen. For now, I am going to stay here while he is away on business 5 days a week. It's the only way for someone to be here with the kids each evening... even though they are 19 and 16 years old, we both feel that they need us right now. And when he gets home, I am going to stay with the 26-year old.
Because that is where I belong. I love this man. I knew it all along, I just didn't want to give up the "comfortable" marriage that I have, where my husband basicly lets me do whatever I want, just so long as he doesn't have to get overly involved in being a father or husband. He doesn't want to deal with the problems we are having right now with the kids... and this is when I think that they need him most. But throughout all this, the 26-year old has been there for me; after the rape, he just held me and rocked me, crying right along with me. And whenever I call him, even if it is 3 a.m., he is THERE for me, helping me through my latest "crisis", and I know that he always will be.
Today is an "anniversary", of sorts... we met online exactly one year ago today. We began our real life affair 10 months ago. And each and every time we see each other, it is even better than the time before... we both are amazed at our compatibility! We talk until 6, 7 a.m., fall asleep till noon, and begin each new blissful day happier than we could possibly imagine.
He knows all about my "dark side", and knows all about the pain and anguish it caused me on April 30... and he does not condemn me for it. He also knows ME, and understands that side of me, and is helping me to come to terms with that side of myself so that I can put that part of my life behind me once and for all.
Well, now you know the REST of the story... and it feels good to get the whole thing off my chest. I can't help but wonder, though, why I couldn't have found someone like Golden to have my first affair with... Why, if I wanted to have an affair with a much younger man, did I have to pick such an asshole? And I'm sure many of you will probably say I got what I deserved, but I just want to say this: If any of you have ever had rape fantasies (and I never did), the reality is no fantasy. The reality is sickening, and extremely frightening. I do not wish this on anyone, not even my worst enemy (well, with the exception of my rapist... I must admit that now I DO have rape fantasies, but in my fantasies, I am the rapist and he is my victim. An eye for an eye...).
Peace,
EOD
On April 30, I was raped. I was raped by someone who I knew and trusted, someone who I have mentioned so many, many times on the BB... the 19-year old who I was having an affair with. It is a long story, and hopefully I will be able to write it someday, more as a way of healing than anything else. I have to say that, at first, I just felt shock and numbness... but now I have a lot of anger, and revenge sounds sweet. Although there is a part of me that wants to kill the S.O.B., there is also a part of me that says, "Ah, don't blame him too much... he was drunk and wired on coke and meth, blame the drugs..." Another part of me says, "Well, girl, it's all your fault, cause you tried to end it by telling him you were in love with another man..." I had told him about the 26-year old that I also mention quite frequently, told him that I was in love and couldn't see him anymore, and he just went nuts. Couldn't go to the police, of course, or my family would suffer.
And then there's my kids... both of them are doing drugs, and it seems the problem is a lot worse than I had originally thought... I knew they smoked pot, but most kids do - hell, even I do sometimes. But guess who their dealer is? You got it, none other than the rapist - just another reason for wanting revenge against him. My oldest is on the verge of a nervous breakdown, his drug problem is that bad. I had suspected all this, but decided to verify everything by putting a tap on our phone line... let's just say that I found out things I wish I had never heard.
And finally... I decided to tell my husband that our marriage is over. This one, actually, is going much better than I expected. He had known about my affair with the 26-year old for quite some time, and I think he had been expecting this to happen. For now, I am going to stay here while he is away on business 5 days a week. It's the only way for someone to be here with the kids each evening... even though they are 19 and 16 years old, we both feel that they need us right now. And when he gets home, I am going to stay with the 26-year old.
Because that is where I belong. I love this man. I knew it all along, I just didn't want to give up the "comfortable" marriage that I have, where my husband basicly lets me do whatever I want, just so long as he doesn't have to get overly involved in being a father or husband. He doesn't want to deal with the problems we are having right now with the kids... and this is when I think that they need him most. But throughout all this, the 26-year old has been there for me; after the rape, he just held me and rocked me, crying right along with me. And whenever I call him, even if it is 3 a.m., he is THERE for me, helping me through my latest "crisis", and I know that he always will be.
Today is an "anniversary", of sorts... we met online exactly one year ago today. We began our real life affair 10 months ago. And each and every time we see each other, it is even better than the time before... we both are amazed at our compatibility! We talk until 6, 7 a.m., fall asleep till noon, and begin each new blissful day happier than we could possibly imagine.
He knows all about my "dark side", and knows all about the pain and anguish it caused me on April 30... and he does not condemn me for it. He also knows ME, and understands that side of me, and is helping me to come to terms with that side of myself so that I can put that part of my life behind me once and for all.
Well, now you know the REST of the story... and it feels good to get the whole thing off my chest. I can't help but wonder, though, why I couldn't have found someone like Golden to have my first affair with... Why, if I wanted to have an affair with a much younger man, did I have to pick such an asshole? And I'm sure many of you will probably say I got what I deserved, but I just want to say this: If any of you have ever had rape fantasies (and I never did), the reality is no fantasy. The reality is sickening, and extremely frightening. I do not wish this on anyone, not even my worst enemy (well, with the exception of my rapist... I must admit that now I DO have rape fantasies, but in my fantasies, I am the rapist and he is my victim. An eye for an eye...).
Peace,
EOD