I have been shoveled alcohol and/or drugs by three thirsty women, and one man, only to wake up to them on top of me. Well, the man was waking up to what felt like a porcupine in my pants. These are ones I had repeatedly gave a hard pass.
These aren’t even counting the times that I felt violated, but let it go because I had voluntarily slept with them previously.
I have also been in horribly toxic relationships where they get to the stage where they’ll say the most ego deflating, shitty, awful things just to be hurtful. Just like my mother would do.
Now I’m starting my post-sex faze of life. Just mental and physical work on being better as a whole person now, and have a relationship with conciseness, instead of finding “the one”.