Looking back there were signs, but I never put 2 and 2 together. After college I hot a part time job working at an art gallery. A customer, he came to get a painting framed, bothered me, told me I was pretty, if I wanted he would show me what a woman was for. I ignored him. A few weeks later I ran into him at an art show. He asked me if I liked a painting. This time he asked a lot of questions, bought me a coffee, he put his arm around my shoulder, before asking me to go home with him.
My brain told me no but my feelings said yes. I had never been with a man. He was experienced. It felt good, but scary. The next several weeks I felt bad. Then I realized I had missed a period. Then two periods. I was pregnant. I called the father, he was married, he suggested I get an abortion, he would hive me the money.
The experience was terrible. I felt guilty, embarrassed. After that one time, and what followed I have never been with a man again. I started with women. I have a girlfriend. As one girlfriend told me, you can’t get pregnant.
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