Grandma Bernie: Taboo MILF Affair

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That was the first time that it was mentioned, and it had never been discussed before. And funnily enough it was never talked about afterwards. We didn’t talk about it even after the word had been uttered by the psychiatrist. By that stage, we had 40 years worth of not talking about it. She preyed on the fact I was coming into puberty and made me feel important and special,” he tells me.

How can you have a healthy sexual relationship? How can you become a father, husband, grandfather?” he asks. I grabbed a couple cans of Mountain Dew from the fridge and carried my plate upstairs so I could play Zelda – A link to the past. A few hours passed and I was running around in one of the temples. The music wasn't so much creepy as it was dark, but the combination of the dark music and the fact that it was after midnight and I was alone in the house started to get to me. I decided to head downstairs for some more soda. It peed on the apron while it happened, and a long, thin sound came out of Aunt Ellen. Mother wanted to jump on Grandmother and make her stop. She was going to scratch her. Or else she was going to run, or maybe just scream. But she did none of those things, because Grandmother looked at her in such a strange way. Like it was a kind of experiment and the idea was to find out how much chaos she could cause inside her. The more chaos and noise she could make there, the better. To an outsider, these could be understood as simple words of encouragement. Lucetta knew their real meaning; this was an urgent final plea.

1. Ellen’s family secret

Despite growing up in a wealthy suburb and going to a private school, home life was difficult. His single mother suffered frequent physical illnesses, such as pneumonia and pleurisy. In retrospect Hamish thinks his mother was also mentally unwell. She saw me as like some sort of de facto relationship, I’ve got no doubt about that. She’d say: ‘You’re the man of the house’,” he recalls. She could be like that,” Aunt Ellen had said so often, and he doesn’t know how many times he saw his mother nod and put in her two cents. “You remember what she was like, don’t you?” they would say, and scrutinize him. I didn’t understand why but that’s how it was. It was only as I got older that I realised that not everybody was like that.”

She didn’t want him to go. He had to stay at her side. Every time he got up to stretch his legs she became uneasy. Eventually he lay down beside her. Far from healing over time, the impacts of this mother-to-son childhood sexual abuse seem to continue. I didn’t think that I could ever forgive my mum, but it’s your mum, you’ve got to forgive, you have to. My Grandmother is slowly starving her dog to death. She thought he was cute at first but after he grew larger than a cup, she kept him outside. He flinches when she shouts at him and he looks so depressed and sad. Everytime I bring him toys, my Grandmother will throw them away, saying they are too loud and one, a little stuffed teddy bear, she washed and kept for herself. She said he couldn't appreciate such a beautiful toy. A couple of weeks ago she came over to drop off tea and she was in a white low cut top which made the pattern of the bra stand out and she some cleavage. I instantly got a boner. I was wearing some tight shorts which made it stand out. But I tried to make it more obvious to see what would happen. My penis was really hard at this point and it was really obvious. She walked into the living room which is wear I was standing with a boner. She stood there and stared at it for a bit then looked into my eyes. Nothing came to the situation but she knows u have feelings for her.We didn’t know what we might unearth, particularly when my mother was alive, and we don’t know what [the half-sister] had been told. We might potentially upset her a lot as well, because we don’t know what she has been told about her parenthood. He’d gone through all the routine questions, and there was a question: does the deceased have any other children? And she said, ‘yes he does’. If you’re a bloke who is impacted by sexual abuse, call Mensline 24/7 on 1300 78 99 78 or visit www.mensline.org.au As well as having loved my mum, I’m now very grateful to her, I don’t remember being grateful to her before. I then asked, ‘does anybody else know?’ and she said, ‘no, I will go to the grave with this and you are to tell nobody.’ The way she fixed her gaze on me, when she said that, I knew she was serious.