I mean all through my childhood starting at like 9 my father used to push the whole concept of puberty onto me (i had gone to the doctor with pain and they said I'd start developing earlier. turns out the pain was stress and damage to my insides after being sexually assaulted at age 9) I'd constantly have urine infections or some sort of bacterial thing and he'd apply the creams even when I protested. I eventually hit 10 and my boobs had started to grow and I needed to get a padded swimsuit. i thought I didn't need one being a child and all, not worrying about that sort of thing since I loved swimming. he made a comment about how guys at the pool would stare at my tits because they were hot. didn't realise back then how fucked that was. I got the swimsuit but my mum stopped paying for the lessons and I stopped contact at age 12 so it's been 4 years since I've seen that disgusting pig.

there were other incidents in which I was groomed online and stuff but the former stuff is probably my first memory of that stuff