This is a heavy one. As a child (girl), my young parents and I were living together until their divorce. I always felt that my father competed with me for my mother's affection. For instance: he rarely engaged with me without her present. He very much wanted me to leave whenever I was present. I was very afraid of him cause he beat/smacked me when I wouldnt listen. However, I noticed that he wanted me to leave the room, go to bed, disappear all the time and it was mostly in the evenings because he wanted to have sex with my mom. He may have felt that I took up all the attention and wanted to compensate somehow. We even had a conversation at some point, I recall it going like this: me being selfish and irrational - you have to do this because im the most important because im the child. And him telling me: youre not the most important. Me and your mom are the most important.
Anyway, my curfew was at 8 pm during school years and I wasnt allowed to watch TV if he was in the room. I hated him. This all made me feel excluded from everything and gave me a weird perspective about sex.
So, flashforward to adulthood, I am an adult now, a lesbian woman - my oedipus manifested itself with my mother and not my father as it usually happens to girls given that I felt that I had to fight with him for my moms affection.
In my adult days I screwed up and began an affair with a married woman. She is married to a trash guy who abuses her emotionally and she slept with him so that he wont make her life hell. Somehow I convinced her to stop having sex with her husband for a year now. Now the husband pleaded with her that she start giving him "attention" once a month at least, otherwise he will kick her out the house. She gave in and agreed to his terms. This bothers me insanely mainly because I hate men who dominate just because they're men. Come home, do nothing, expect dinner and sex from someone who works twice as hard at work and humiliate them cause they dont make as much money as you. You're the head of the household and you expect everything at home just bc you have a penis? What the hell?? So, to the risk of being evil here, I hate him and I hate what he's doing to this woman. I feel like I'm reliving the past and I dont know how much of this bothers me because of my feelings for his wife and my jealousy or how much it bothers me because I feel excluded, just as I felt as a kid when dad asked me to leave.