He once joked of my bad kissing skills and laughed it off but honestly it made me feel shitty, I don’t know why. The thought of having sex excites me from a far, but when we get to it i get immensely anxious and i push him off.. the pained shocked look on his face makes me feel guilty.. i know I shouldn’t be afraid and he will never hurt me or force me to it.. but I’ve had a fucked up brother who harassed me when i was younger..
I don’t know how to get over it or why am I scared to share this with him.. I truly want to but the thought of repulsing him haunts me.
And he think it’s because of him.. ever since i cried one time he didn’t touch me as freely, fearing for a negative reaction on my end
I hate this situation so much and i hate me for hurting him like this.. i feel like my actions are manipulating him to believe the worst of himself