sometimes i question if it was really that bad but then i remember stuff like this(in description)🥲TW: CSA
i don't even remember what led me to remembering this but i just remembered how when i(19F) was 17 at a concert with my dad(who was 55 at the time) he spent the entire time talking about 2 teenage girls that were kinda near us. saying stuff about how they were asking for it and were sluts and a bunch of other really perverted stuff. i told him they looked underage and he said he didn't care and that even if they were 15 that was his preferred age range. he was contemplating going over by them and he kept trying to take my phone to take pictures of them(his phone had died)to send his friend and got pissed off when i wouldn't let him. he flat out asked if i was jealous of how he was talking about them. i literally had to force my dad, a grown ass man, to a different section of the concert so he wouldn't do something stupid and even then he still kept talking about them. when i say i was sick to my stomach, i mean i was literally sick to my stomach. i was even contemplating warning the girls to avoid him because i knew his intentions. hell of a way to spend a concert as a teen, having to keep your pedo dad away from underage girls who were just trying to have fun. between that, having to pull him off my mom multiple times, having to keep him away from me, and having to try to stop my mom from abusing kids she babysat, i did alot more protecting growing up than i should've. among everything else they put me thru, im so fucking glad i got outta there because jesus christ. i just hate knowing they're likely still doing stuff to other kids, especially since i found out my dad had also SAed my cousin when she was younger.
i don't even remember what led me to remembering this but i just remembered how when i(19F) was 17 at a concert with my dad(who was 55 at the time) he spent the entire time talking about 2 teenage girls that were kinda near us. saying stuff about how they were asking for it and were sluts and a bunch of other really perverted stuff. i told him they looked underage and he said he didn't care and that even if they were 15 that was his preferred age range. he was contemplating going over by them and he kept trying to take my phone to take pictures of them(his phone had died)to send his friend and got pissed off when i wouldn't let him. he flat out asked if i was jealous of how he was talking about them. i literally had to force my dad, a grown ass man, to a different section of the concert so he wouldn't do something stupid and even then he still kept talking about them. when i say i was sick to my stomach, i mean i was literally sick to my stomach. i was even contemplating warning the girls to avoid him because i knew his intentions. hell of a way to spend a concert as a teen, having to keep your pedo dad away from underage girls who were just trying to have fun. between that, having to pull him off my mom multiple times, having to keep him away from me, and having to try to stop my mom from abusing kids she babysat, i did alot more protecting growing up than i should've. among everything else they put me thru, im so fucking glad i got outta there because jesus christ. i just hate knowing they're likely still doing stuff to other kids, especially since i found out my dad had also SAed my cousin when she was younger.