Hey all, I've been dealing with this being pent up inside for 7 years, I don't know why I'm coming out about this now. Maybe it's a combination of things, culminating into just needing to get it off my chest. I don't know. I wasn't raped, but I was sexually assaulted and for the next 7 years gaslit, emotionally abused and manipulated by my abuser.

This is my story. Sorry it's so long winded, but it's 7 years of continuous abuse.

Back in 2012 I moved in with my girlfriend, who was living with her grandfather at the time but he graciously welcomed me in. This man quickly became the grandfather I never knew, lost both of mine at a young age. He'd take us on fishing trips, shared food he cooked with us, got us gifts and helped us get furniture of our own. I helped him with yard work, sat in the living room to get to know him and keep him company. Like I said he was like my grandfather.

All that changed in March of 2013, when he asked for my help with something in the trailer home in the back yard. There he had a talk to me about how he was leaving the house to me in his will and all kinda of different stuff about me being in his will. He hugged me, which was normal, but what wasn't normal was a hand touched my butt and gave a squeeze. He then proceeded to kiss me, with all of this I froze and panicked. Next thing I knew he had me on the bed making me suck him. When he was finished I was luckily able to talk my way out of what he wanted to do next, by bringing up my girlfriend and she might be coming to look for me.

I get back to our room clearly shaken and locked the door. After a few hours I tell her what happened, and she laughed at me. I fucking remember that cold laugh, it's burned in my memory. So I get up and start packing my things, screaming at the old man to explain to his granddaughter why I'm leaving her, at first he denied then cracked and said it was just a kiss. So I told her I'm leaving with or without her, she came with me.

We got an apartment, life was great until she wanted contact with him again. While I was at work she would have him over, he would tell her lies about me how I was abusive to him. The whole "poor me, I'm an old man" card. Well in 2016, a big flood hit Louisiana and my gf and I lost everything. Our apartment, car, furniture, clothes and possessions. So I develop pneumonia from being stuck in wet clothes in a cold fema shelter. So my gf calls up the grandfather and he let's us live there again, under the condition I forgive him for what he did. I lied through my teeth that I forgave him.

Might I add he found a boy toy, only 19 years old to get him off. He would help the old man in the yard while getting him to butt him the latest gadgets, even stealing money to get high constantly. They would fight constantly. He'll play into the story a little later.

So about a year goes by, he pulls the same thing "can you help me move this into the trailer" I do so. He proceeds to do the same thing, kiss and touch my butt no oral. Which I immediately pull out of and leave the trailer. What follows is him using his "good nature" offering me rides to the store and job interviews, as a means to blackmail and manipulate me to get what he wants. During this time whenever I speak out or stand up for myself he threatens to use the boy toy as violence or throw me and my gf out on the street. He would constantly gaslight my gf and I trying to keep the power on his side. Also telling people around town how lazy and messy we were and that he has to do everything by himself, making himself look good while playing the old man card.

In 2018 I decided F it, I would do better on the streets. Packed up a bag and left, only to call 911 saying I was going to jump off the bridge in town. They got me to the hospital and put me in a mental health unit to get me help with my untreated bipolar disorder. When I get out they send me to a Dr that has case managers that make home visits. Through the help of my case manager, I was able to secure an apartment, and we moved in on December 2019.

I'm free of that old man. But I still deal with the stigma of being a male victim, with the added stigma of it being an elderly abuser. People ask me, "he was like 90 years old, couldn't you have just pushed him off?" or "It didn't happen because he was so old, you could have clearly fought back." I would have fought back or pushed him off if I wasn't afraid of the repercussions of doing so.

So that's my story.

The tldr version is got sexually and emotionally abused by gf's grandfather. Deal with the stigma of being a male victim as well as a victim of an elderly abuser.