My dad has this friend who he has known for over 20 years. Growing up he would always compliment me and tell me how cute/ beautiful I am

Things got a little weird when we were all having dinner, I was wearing sweats and it slid down when I got up to grab some food (which I didn’t know would exposed a little bit of my underwear. From the corner of my eye I see him sit back on his chair to take a look at my fucking underwear. 

I quickly sat back down. It’s been about 5 years since the incident. I haven’t told my dad because I don’t want him to lose his friend but fuck. I hate how everytime he comes over I have to bury myself in my room. Get triggered. Feel ashamed. And feel like I’m at fucking fault. 

What the fuck. He’s here today, rn and here I am on my room waiting for him to leave this house so I can finally get some water. I’m tired of this. I’ve been victim of sexual abuse, assault in my childhood by other people who my parents trusted and now this! 