I "popped" when I was 12, so I got a lot of adult male attention early. I had it drilled into my head that anyone who was attracted to me was dangerous. My father was intimidated and disgusted by (and maybe attracted to, who knows) my body, and my mother was outrageously jealous of me and tried to compete with me. It was ridiculous.

Plus they were famous for their "cute" nicknames for me, like "Fat and Ugly." I heard that daily as a term of endearment, I kid you not. I was supposed to figure out that they meant the opposite.

So now, if someone is attracted to me, at best I think it's a "Dogfight" situation, or maybe they're just thinking anything is better than a greased knot hole. It's pretty extreme, I grant you, but it's effective in that by being alone - because clearly I can't be with anyone else if they're all crazy/dangerous - I avoid being abused.