I was raped by my (then) husband 3 and a half years ago and most days I get by with only a passing thought about it but it keeps cropping up in my mind and still affects me. I've told hardly anyone about it and I really wish I had, but I just wanted to keep it to myself at the time and now its too late to tell anyone really close, because they'd want to know why I hadn't told them before. Now more and more people I know, or people I hear of are speaking out about their experiences and I really admire them but in a way I feel even worse because I wish I could talk about how I feel openly like that. It sounds horrible and sort of vain but I just want to be able to talk about how I'm feeling but there never seems to be a right time or the right person, which is why I was glad to find this message board.
I somehow feel bad about talking about it because I know many people have been through far far worse and what happened to me was very 'mild' but I just can't forget about it.
My ex husband was extremely controlling and tried to control me in any way he could, like lashing out, making sure I was scared of him, criticising anything about me he could. And naturally I wasn't very interested in sex because of all this. He also used to keep me up late into the night talking about anything because I'd be really tired and desperate to go to sleep but would be trying hard not to because he'd get really angry. I used to have to get up early in the morning but he'd sleep in and stay up late at night.
One night the same thing was happening and he wanted to have sex but I was really tired. I dozed off while he was talking and then he got angry and I tried to pretend I hadn't been asleep and had been listening to him but he got angrier and angry because I wanted to go to sleep instead of have sex with him. Then he pinned me down and made me. After what seemed like a few minutes he got off me and I ran into another room and was going to phone the police but he laughed and said he was only trying to scare me so that I wouldn't lie to him. I was still really scared of him so in the end I went back to bed and said nothing about it. I just felt really confused and embarrassed, and I couldn't even work out if it really was rape or not.
The next day I just wanted to shut it all out and forget it and he hadn't bruised me or anything so I didn't think there was anything I could do. It took me months to work up the courage to leave him and even now only a couple of my friends know.
I don't know what I can do, I just keep feeling like I need to go over the details somehow, like it will eventually just go away.
I somehow feel bad about talking about it because I know many people have been through far far worse and what happened to me was very 'mild' but I just can't forget about it.
My ex husband was extremely controlling and tried to control me in any way he could, like lashing out, making sure I was scared of him, criticising anything about me he could. And naturally I wasn't very interested in sex because of all this. He also used to keep me up late into the night talking about anything because I'd be really tired and desperate to go to sleep but would be trying hard not to because he'd get really angry. I used to have to get up early in the morning but he'd sleep in and stay up late at night.
One night the same thing was happening and he wanted to have sex but I was really tired. I dozed off while he was talking and then he got angry and I tried to pretend I hadn't been asleep and had been listening to him but he got angrier and angry because I wanted to go to sleep instead of have sex with him. Then he pinned me down and made me. After what seemed like a few minutes he got off me and I ran into another room and was going to phone the police but he laughed and said he was only trying to scare me so that I wouldn't lie to him. I was still really scared of him so in the end I went back to bed and said nothing about it. I just felt really confused and embarrassed, and I couldn't even work out if it really was rape or not.
The next day I just wanted to shut it all out and forget it and he hadn't bruised me or anything so I didn't think there was anything I could do. It took me months to work up the courage to leave him and even now only a couple of my friends know.
I don't know what I can do, I just keep feeling like I need to go over the details somehow, like it will eventually just go away.
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