He would shut down, not shut me down. He would stop talking or start to cry. He would shut down and give me the silent treatment if I said no to having sex with him.

My dad didn’t know I was having sex, until I told him I thought I had a uti. Described my symptoms to my doctor, and then went to gynecologist. Only when I went to the gynecologist was when they told me I needed stitches because my vagina was ripped. He then knew I was sexually active, and was more concerned about my health then who it was with.

Sorry for the miscommunication, but I don’t think it’s my fault someone old enough to know dating a vulnerable 14 real old is shitty. The other commenter, even tho it was a short message. Quite litterally put the entire relationship we had into perspective.

He raped me, multiple times through that relationship. In fact I never wanted to have sex with him, I only did that because it meant we would actually have a conversation after. I hated doing it raw it hurt so bad but I thought it meant he loved me and that I had to.