When I was 6 or 7, a sweet older cousin (19 years old) always played games with me and gave me attention that I hardly got from the rest of my family. One night we were having an innocent conversation where, again, I was feeling loved and cared for. Too often in my childhood, my needs and interests were ignored.
Anyway, my father came home to see that I was sitting on my cousin’s lap. Dad stiffened as soon as he came in and told me to go upstairs. Later, once my cousin had left, my father yelled and called me a slut. I didn’t know what that word meant.