I was in a relationship starting when I was 14 and went on until I was 16. We were together for slightly over 2 years. He was 4 years older than me, meaning him being 18-20 during this period. And I think that says a lot about him, being able to relate to a 14-year old.
Thinking back at our relationship, I can honestly say that I can not really remember anything positive about it and that I regret it.
We met through a website that was very popular amongst teens (a Myspace kind of site). After meeting a couple of times, we decided to become boyfriend and girlfriend.
I used (let's just call it Myspace) a lot for putting up photos of me and my friends and this particular time I put up a picture of only my friend. I noticed after a couple of hours that I had received some comments on it. One was from (let's call my ex Bob) which said something along "Wow your friend is so cute, what's her name?", when I saw it I didn't really know how to react. I was kind of upset and did not reply to it. Later on it came to my knowledge that he had messaged her on several occasions asking her to meet up etc. I just went along with it and tried to not think about it. This thing was new to me, 14-year old me did not know how to act in a relationship.
He would often blurt out comments about other girls, it could be just about anyone, my friends, people on the street, you name it lol. I remember watching America's next top model once - he sat down next to me and wanted to switch the channel. I had said "do you not like the show? I think it's fun to watch", he replied - fully serious might I add "Well if the internet is down it's something I can jerk off to".
He would go on like this a lot.
This next thing I'm about to tell you is something that I haven't really told anyone; when I slept over (which I did basically every weekend) he would actually rape me in my sleep. And I'm sure some will be like "yeah me and my girlfriend agreed on that we can fiddle with each other while the other one is sleeping" (I just think that this is quite weird unless its a harmless kiss/hug or something along those lines). I am an incredibly heavy sleeper and I sleep through EVERYTHING, but waking up in the morning, feeling your asshole hurting and filled with cum is not a pleasant feeling.
When I told him that I wanted him to stop, he would just laugh it off, and god knows why I did not break up with him then and there. He kept doing it and I never told anyone.
I guess that it is a "good" experience to know how I shouldn't let people treat me. But god do I regret ever being together with such a vile person.
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