Maybe It's Me, This Man Is Becoming My 'father'

At 29 I was out on the street and went home to get my footing. My father had been ill for some time and he 'forgave' me. My mother not so much so we never talked about my personal life. I was broke and sold a ring that was my grandmother's. I became friendly with a family friend, and he decided I needed a man to get me on track. Oh yeah! I yelled at him, and he took it upon himself to prove it to me. It was a secret I didn't dare tell anyone, he took his liberties and I submitted. Then my father turned worse and we lost him. The only place for me to find refuge was in his arms, and he stood with me for the funeral.

A new leaf? I allowed him to take my life over, and to follow him. I married him a few months after my father's passing.

It's not working, but I'm stuck now, I'm pregnant. He's the father figure, parenting me. I keep up my end, but he is so much older. His voice comforts me, so do his embraces. But I feel like a child, not a grown up. The sexual part is very difficult, if he would leave me alone it would be better. Maybe as this pregnancy progresses he'll not see me in that way.