Post by rocker on Jul 12, 2005 3:10:28 GMT -5
My sexuality has been a huge thing in my life.
Ever since I was a young child I was a very physical person, which of course, grew to be more as I reached my teenage years. But as a young child, I went through the 'exploring or doctor' phase with many friends.
I always thought I was more interested in sex more than other people...heck, sex ed was my favorite class. But I would never admit it.
Then the big event happened. (some of you may remember this story, I talked about several times on LW)
On my 15th birthday in grade 9 my dad was called to the police station. He told me he was identifying a car he saw for something. So he dropped me, my boyfriend at the time, my best friend at the time and his gf off at the movies and then went to the station.
We spent the evening at my boyfriend's house and I wanted Natalie (best friend's gf) to sleep over so I called home and my mom said no. I was so shocked. It was saturday night, MY BIRTHDAY and I was not allowed to have a friend sleep over. So I was uber pissed.
The next two days I noticed my parents kinda being secretive and whatnot.
On the Tuesday after my birthday my sister (3yrs older) and I walked from out bus stop to see my dad's car in the drive way. What? Shouldn't he be at work? I told Emily (sister) that they were actting weird but we laughed it off.
We came in the kitchen and my dad looked like he had just been crying and my mom was trying to hold back tears.
They made us sit down and my dad said he was fired for flashing young children and doing it during work hours. They knew it was him because someone saw him walk back to his work van. My sister and I both stormed off in tears soo and my sister said she didn't want him in the house. So he spent the evenings and nights at a neighbour who they trust and told the situation to.
Days following were awful. I slowly told friends. When I told my boyfriend he laughed and made jokes. Others were supportive and said I could stay with them if I wanted and others said nothing.
My grandpa paid for a lawyer and he ended up getting probation and counselling. My parent's church help them apparently (I don't go to church) also.
At the finial court hearing a reporter got the story. It was published in the paper for all to see (this was begining of gr 10 by now). My dad used to work at my school before he got transfered to the head school board building. So teachers knew, neighbours were comming over with their simpathies and family tried to make us feel better.
(on the Tuesday in gr 9, my uncle came over and talked about male masurbation and their mind...he tried to help...but it was awkward)
People sent the newpaper many nasty letters about how they ruined this otherwise nice man's rep. The paper only published one letter which said they thought my dad should be behind bars...anything supporting him was ignored.
As I am sure you can imagine, it was not easy to deal with. Still isn't. My dad and mom stayed together, he got a job with my uncle and is done his probation pretty much now. All seems to be forgotten. (he is a really good guy usually...that is why it was so weird and shocking).
But then I see myself, and see how sexual I am (not in a multiple partner, slutty way) and cannot help but wonder if I will do something stupid like him.
And from the outside, I do not look sexual. I wear baggy pants and my boyfriend's band sweaters that a 10times too big usually. I do not show off my body often. Maybe a tank top now and again and nothing more. And I think that might be the inner fear I have about my sexuality...I dunno.
I am just so scared I will turn out like him.
Ever since I was a young child I was a very physical person, which of course, grew to be more as I reached my teenage years. But as a young child, I went through the 'exploring or doctor' phase with many friends.
I always thought I was more interested in sex more than other people...heck, sex ed was my favorite class. But I would never admit it.
Then the big event happened. (some of you may remember this story, I talked about several times on LW)
On my 15th birthday in grade 9 my dad was called to the police station. He told me he was identifying a car he saw for something. So he dropped me, my boyfriend at the time, my best friend at the time and his gf off at the movies and then went to the station.
We spent the evening at my boyfriend's house and I wanted Natalie (best friend's gf) to sleep over so I called home and my mom said no. I was so shocked. It was saturday night, MY BIRTHDAY and I was not allowed to have a friend sleep over. So I was uber pissed.
The next two days I noticed my parents kinda being secretive and whatnot.
On the Tuesday after my birthday my sister (3yrs older) and I walked from out bus stop to see my dad's car in the drive way. What? Shouldn't he be at work? I told Emily (sister) that they were actting weird but we laughed it off.
We came in the kitchen and my dad looked like he had just been crying and my mom was trying to hold back tears.
They made us sit down and my dad said he was fired for flashing young children and doing it during work hours. They knew it was him because someone saw him walk back to his work van. My sister and I both stormed off in tears soo and my sister said she didn't want him in the house. So he spent the evenings and nights at a neighbour who they trust and told the situation to.
Days following were awful. I slowly told friends. When I told my boyfriend he laughed and made jokes. Others were supportive and said I could stay with them if I wanted and others said nothing.
My grandpa paid for a lawyer and he ended up getting probation and counselling. My parent's church help them apparently (I don't go to church) also.
At the finial court hearing a reporter got the story. It was published in the paper for all to see (this was begining of gr 10 by now). My dad used to work at my school before he got transfered to the head school board building. So teachers knew, neighbours were comming over with their simpathies and family tried to make us feel better.
(on the Tuesday in gr 9, my uncle came over and talked about male masurbation and their mind...he tried to help...but it was awkward)
People sent the newpaper many nasty letters about how they ruined this otherwise nice man's rep. The paper only published one letter which said they thought my dad should be behind bars...anything supporting him was ignored.
As I am sure you can imagine, it was not easy to deal with. Still isn't. My dad and mom stayed together, he got a job with my uncle and is done his probation pretty much now. All seems to be forgotten. (he is a really good guy usually...that is why it was so weird and shocking).
But then I see myself, and see how sexual I am (not in a multiple partner, slutty way) and cannot help but wonder if I will do something stupid like him.
And from the outside, I do not look sexual. I wear baggy pants and my boyfriend's band sweaters that a 10times too big usually. I do not show off my body often. Maybe a tank top now and again and nothing more. And I think that might be the inner fear I have about my sexuality...I dunno.
I am just so scared I will turn out like him.