Is this theory on my sexual abuse plausible?
I was sexually abused as a child, among other things, or so I thought. For years, I was plagued with horrific flashbacks. I ended up uncovering so much of these memories. I was planning to press charges over the evidence, but then it happened. I confronted my abuser and this person claimed that the abuse never took place. I was shocked. Nothing was adding up. I have a hard time believing that my mind would go to such lengths, causing me so much trauma, only to fabricate all of this.
Not that long ago, I came up with a theory. What if the reason for the abuse was that my abuser was preparing me from a young age to marry?! If this is true, it is even more disturbing and disgusting than my beliefs previous. I know that this may sound strange so, allow me to try explain this.
All my life and even now, my abuser (a relative) has been extremely obsessed with me marrying and having children. So obsessed that she has invaded my personal life, because she believed that it was her personal business too.
In many instances of the sexual abuse, that I can remember, she was very preoccupied with my genitalia and its hygiene. The length and smell of things. She was quick to point out and threaten over anything she deemed to be abnormal. She even sodomized me while bathing! Ever since my childhood, she was so keen to groom me into wanting children and getting married.
She once went as far as to make me tell her what my husband looked like (his ethnicity), the type of kids I wanted and how many. When I did not give the answers she wanted, she got mad, accused me of being a racist, and told me the type of children I wanted and how many.
If I am remembering correctly, this is what she wanted:
Black husband. I said either Asian or Caucasian, not out of racism, but because I wasn't attracted to black men.
A girl and a boy. she wanted two, because she claimed that it would be the perfect match. Then, towards the end of the conversation, she wanted me to have four kids. Two female and two male. I didn't want kids. I told her that I didn't and she got mad at me, tried to make it seem like there was something wrong with me. To try to end the conversation, I said a son.
I could go on, but I fear re-traumatizing myself.
What do you think?