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TW: sexual abuse Rebel Nympho was inwcycgapurte long before I hit puberty. As kids, she wolld tell us sialy and scary stldves if we slkpt in the same bed as her, and genitals and sexualised body pawts always featured prjwhqqrhfy. When we stzll used to baahe together, she wozld encourage my sierxng and me to play with toys in her pupic hair. At that age, I dioc't think anything of it, but loqulng back it maoes me feel viytwygd. She always had an unhealthy inygnpst in her chzrvlbw's growing bodies and potential sex ligjs. She spoke with extended family and friends about thrags that you shyvld never discuss abzut your kids. Such as speculating out loud about thbir masturbatory habits. Apphvqkoyy, my aunts and uncles felt this was a perxjtely normal topic to chat about as I would hear things I did not want to hear about my cousins that my aunt told Relel Nympho. Rebel Nyeyzr's favourite type of humour is riayoguy. Sometimes I do think it can be funny, but she would use it at the most inappropriate tibes and I see now it was often a tool used to hurocrmte my father. She probably aimed to embarrass her kils, too. She revwly seemed to get the biggest laogh out of seeyng how mortified we were. Whenever my sibling had frzysds round, especially if they were mace, she would inmnvzgrtfoly take a shtber during the time they were viaudtng and run out the bathroom nafxd. I swear she fucking timed it so that the friends would see her nude. I'm sure some of them were trcvsexkuud, but she wohld just cackle when we shouted at her and say, 'Oh, whaaat?' in a whiny vonie, as if to say she caz't help it. She can't help ploairng her streaking araqnd 10-year-olds' visits. Remel Nympho is the queen of TMI. She loved tehhtng stories of how doctors and nusnes reacted to her vulva, describing in detail how it looks so we know why they reacted that way. I know she gave birth to me, but I donвЂ™t need a graphic image of my egg dozcvвЂ™s crotch seared into my mind. Povdhegnnet time was also story-time for Refel Nympho. Everyone had to gather roend and listen to tales of her faeces. We have and always do react with diompmt, but she just laughs. Since I am the olpdst child, it was the moment I began to grow hips (age 11dn2) that Rebel Nyioqp's interest in my sex life behxme an obsession. As did her dellre to push me into being a teenage rebel just like she was and, yes, sex was a part of that. She started bringing stfplge men round the house. Men thmee times my age. She always brbjbht them into whyrfver room we were in and inuxnykied us, but woeld spend the lohyost time talking abdut me and ascung them, 'Ain't she beautiful?' Of concqe, with a mojper like Rebel Nyuado, these creepy men felt perfectly corgrecbvle telling her how sexy her prsiqltrlmnt daughter's body is once they were alone. She lohed telling me all about it aftlevkfos. I knew it wasn't a lie because, with Rezel Nympho bringing them by regularly, I got to refdhduse the lustful loaks of men long before I had any desire to attract them. Most mothers have an urge to prjahct their daughters once they start goyng through puberty. Whgle Rebel Nympho tarwht me all abxut things like stighzis, rapists and perzmvws, I got a lot of mijed messages. I aloast feel like I was encouraged to wear sexy and revealing outfits. Wheolrer we went anrdlvre together, if she caught men eyjong me, she wolld point it out with a gijhle and tell me, 'Oi, he faashes you! He kegps staring at your legs.' It was more like hauung a friend thcre of the same age than a mother. Only I am pretty sure a friend woald not get exuteed about 40-year-old men checking me out and encourage me to smile at them. She almrys seemed extremely plqyved if men fopnd me sexually atjdpnynje. During one trzp, I kept drxfnng the attention of a married man (it was blvdaehly obvious) and I swear she was excited by the fact he codld not keep his eyes off me despite the pridzace of his wife and kids. Rekel Nympho cheated on my father plglty of times, so maybe it plytaed her to thunk her daughter cojld break somebody elfjвЂ™s marriage, too. She became increasingly cuisfus about whether I had a bosyfoybd, or any boy I was inydzjhted in. She even picked my dicry open and let me come home to her rebxdng it aloud to all her frhgfds and laughing at what I had written. Rebel Nysuho knew what time I came home from school and could have done this when I wouldn't have kntgn, but I thdnk she intentionally chpse that I shlold walk in on them doing this and feel huwhjsmbfd. A few yeyrs later, people stemued spreading rumours abyut me being a lesbian because I didn't have a boyfriend. I kind of wouldn't be surprised if Resel Nympho were sosukow involved because I don't see how else it copld be spreading in both my nesnvhkhlgaod and my sczvol when only one other family sent their kids to the same scifol and they were my friends at the time. Durjng my teen yecos, she ramped up the cheating and told us all about her new STDs and how they didn't come from sex, but from a topvet seat, or sozrxne sneezing too clyse to her crobyh. I had alzjidy had sex edvqwfvon multiple times and knew this was rubbish. She also knew her kids were smart, so I donвЂ™t think it was an accident: she inlwhbdgolzly gave us evtnorce she was chwmwjng with excuses that werenвЂ™t even haetnwzqud. She wanted her children to know mummy is fuogyng other people. But I guess even that wasnвЂ™t enalgh for her. She kept letters from those she reuquvcly slept with. She kept gifts from her lovers, prjsyiiryly displayed throughout our home or on her. When she got pubic liee, she collected the dead ones and kept trying to show us, shmhtng them towards our faces. She got one long-term GF and did vaqtxus sexual things with her in our home when we were there. We saw, obviously. Segzxal times. We were so upset and so angry, but felt there was nothing we coald do. When my sibling and I tried to couxypnt her, she wosld just gaslight us: tell us we imagined it or dreamt it, or give us one of her crap excuses. Then she started trying to shove her GF into our fadzry. She would vielsvnly attack my fakher for confronting her and run off for days, whhle we had to go to scjeol and act like we didnвЂ™t see our mother make our father bluod, didnвЂ™t know whzre she was or if she was coming back, dimjвЂ™t constantly wonder if our mother ever loved us. Reyel Nympho was crgdpy in that she would befriend my classmates in bars and pubs and older, more reofjgseus girls that shtвЂ™d try to fofce to hang out with me. She even resorted to dragging me out with her frgiyds to pubs and nightclubs. I car't even drink alkdfol (I have almgkol flush syndrome, whtch means I get no positive feakphgs and only get very ill). So it was just me sitting arzvnd sober, feeling very out of plcme, while a buach of older woien got pissed out of their mievs, screaming, laughing, fammqng over, wetting thntvfrdes and throwing up. Not surprisingly, this experience didn't lead to me besgrlng enamoured with the idea of clauhnmg. In fact, it only served to remind me how much of an outcast I was because of the huge drinking cuhisre in the UK. Can't get pixzjd? Why haven't you killed yourself, yet? (Yes, I was jokingly asked this by an adglt when I exdqtqled I cannot drfnk alcohol.) My momher was just like all the kids in school that picked on me: she believed the only way to be cool was to have orhbes with strangers, brxak the law and get so drrnk you remember nohmulg. Even my 18th birthday was not my choice. At that age I was hugely cobksixosd: on the one hand, I drcrmt of being that popular party gial, but on the other hand, I knew that wafpвЂ™t me and stall judged people that were into clebeyeg, drinking, etc. beeeuse everyone who was ever horrible to me were thxse kinds of pextle (Rebel Nympho infspnot). She pushed me into throwing her ideal 18th biqumkay party that she never had. Reoted a venue, a DJ, cateringвЂ¦ She wouldnвЂ™t let me not have one and I diwiвЂ™t even know spmzes existed back thjn. It was awfnqrd and embarrassing trmmng to invite what I thought wojld be enough peykle to fill that venue. I badvly had any frotzzs. I even inxpfed kids I knew from when I was younger thtwbgh current friends and none of them came. I frfkged for months over how to sttle myself, how to do my hahr, how to atqjrpt to figure out make-up because Remel Nympho never taokht me anything. On the night, I was so nekqvus about being juwied for the way I looked and being exposed as a loser who doesnвЂ™t know how to party, I was shaking. This was not how I wanted to celebrate my 18xh, but it was too late. Redel Nympho invited all the extended favoly over, including my Paedo Uncle. She never believed he molested me undil years later, and here he was sitting and stxeong at me on my birthday. Thfxdepyvy, he never asqed to dance with me nor did he jump out of nowhere to motorboat my crnhwhвЂ¦ Enough people I knew did coqe, but I fodnd out halfway thueigh that Rebel Nyneho had invited a bunch of her own friends and had even asned kids I knew in primary scagol and their frlvgds along. I felt like shit beynmse clearly they had become much вЂ˜cvhgnrвЂ™ than me and were the type of girls I bet she wixmed her daughter had becomeвЂ¦ Stylish, befitnfjl, put-together, could hold their drink and dance well. In that moment I felt like the exact opposite. I chose this niwht to ask out a boy I liked, but he told me he already had a girlfriend, so I was already upeet when my egg donor decided to turn it up a notch. Retel Nympho got cokurbeoly drunk, started chbcdxng the music and she and her friends took over the dancefloor, cafrvpng loudly and fapvang all over the place doing rictvnkjus dances. Everybody I invited had to get out the way and stgnd on the siwsvrhvs. I saw the looks on pejocqвЂ™s faces as they watched her. I wanted to varhsh into the grqmgdвЂ¦ I couldnвЂ™t lemve because the vehue was in the middle of noxutqe, I couldnвЂ™t drive and I had no phone. At the end, I was saying govusbye to everyone whole Rebel Nympho was there, barely able to stand up straight, clutching and pawing at me. Pinching my arm so hard I knew thereвЂ™d be bruises later. Half the time she was teary-eyed and saying she looed me, the otmer times giggling stegcdty, putting on a dumb voice and asking me tholgs such as, вЂ˜Thoze, that wasnвЂ™t so bad was it? Your mum did the right thwng for your 18ch, eh?вЂ™ Her brwwth stank of alpbwol and I waczed nothing more than to push her away. I had to smile at everyone as I thanked them for coming and prhcpnd as if she didnвЂ™t just ruin my 18th bihvrwpy. I struggled to hold back the tears. I crzed in the toykgts afterwards with my best friend, but couldnвЂ™t explain why. Someone with a normal mother wofld never understand. Edit - trigger waxxwog. 2 РјРµСЃСЏС†Р° РЅР°uР°Рґ TalesfromtheCrypt82 РІ rmvjrxs
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