But, I'm not too sure. I'm always afraid of minimizing or blameshifting the issue. So I suppose I wanted a second opinion.
Basically, it boils down to feeling validated? I don't think this is the case with OM #1. OM #1 was a ONS that occurred because I was 19 and stupid. Basically, I had no concept of what a boundary was, and didn't think how my BBF would feel if I just went over to some guy's house. In my mind, it was pure innocent fun. We'd play some Magic or video games, and that'd be it.
OM #2 was different, and I feel we both fed into our egos. OM #2 was significantly older, I'd have to say he was around 38 at the time when I was just 21. So yeah, gross, I know.
He was the sad lonely loser guy who had no one to ever love him, neglectful parents, and just couldn't get in with his art. I was the young girl who didn't have any clue of the world, and looked to this guy as a mentor of sorts.
Pretty soon, I began to develop a crush of sorts towards him. I highly suspect this was due to past sexual abuse towards me from older men, so it was what I was "attracted" to, in other words. But he was so "intelligent"! He knew so much about art and the world, why, how could little dumb me ever compare?
And that's where I started pulling the lever for those precious ego kibbles. Sometimes they wouldn't come out, but if I kept inside my little Skinner box and kept pressing, eventually I'd get one. Thus the major mistake #1, ever pining for his attention. Looking back at it now, he was lonely for a reason: HE'S AN ASSHOLE.
My value as a person was so low, that in turn, I risked my relationship for this person. I felt I had this gut feeling that I owe it to myself to please men. Whether it's a stranger asking me what the weather is like, or it's this asshole groping me, that it what my sole purpose is.
I guess how it was was we were two broken people trying to fill voids where we didn't have them. I felt validated and wanted when he would compliment my art or anything about me, and he felt young and alive again with sex. I wasn't into the sex, it was just more like "Okay, this is the part where we have to do that thing now." The only thing is, I never needed that void filled: I had a loving boyfriend that was there all along telling me those things...I ask myself how I could not even see this.
Another possible reason would have to deal with distance. During the A, I was many states away from BBF. Perhaps I wanted someone physically there to fill that void as well?
After my confession, I felt a bit of a transformation, for the better. Don't get me wrong, I'm still very much broken. But, there's just something there that wasn't there before. And I've viewed the world a lot more cautiously than I had before.
I don't let people run me over - at least not as much. It's a slow battle that I'm working with my IC. Essentially 20 years of a learned behavior having to be unraveled and reprogrammed properly.
So TL;DR: I believe the cause of my A is an unhealthy need to have validation, specifically from men as well as a complete lack of self-value in myself that I am essentially a doormat.
Before I get it into my mind of "Yeah, that's it!" I just wanted to run it over with you guys.