I always wonder if I’d be the same person I am today if my parents hadn’t exposed me to sex from a young age by openly fucking and doing BDSM around the house, if I hadn’t had unsupervised internet access, and if I didn’t have friends with just as dysfunctional families feeding off each other’s bad habits. I feel like I grew up too fast and didn’t really mature at the same time, if that makes sense.
I think it very much affects everyone, but it’s also a mirror to you … you react to your surroundjngs, and have a hand in your own development as a result even if it’s just at a subconscious level.
For example, I rebelled against my mother. My sister worked within the system to get away from her.
In other news, I’m glad I never saw my parents have sex … did get to see a lot of a school friend’s kinky parents, though, and it was nice because it was my decision. Consent makes ALL the difference.
How did that happen?
I got caught going through their s&m magazines. His Mum took me under her wing when she realised what was happening to me.
They were mostly trying to protect me, and I only ever watched.
Hold up. How old were you? A minor’s consent should not give an adult the green light have sex in front of them.