Okay, so I've never been on a site like this before and it was kinda my boyfriends idea as he wants to help but I don't think he knows how.
I'm 16 years old
A couple of months ago (August) I got raped. I was very drunk and have blackouts of parts of what happened. It was with a guy called **** and we'd previously got together but now I had a boyfriend of about 6 months and had no intention of cheating on him.
So I was completely gone and he was slightly tipsy, and we were at a friends house party and we went off together to get some chips from the chippy round the road. I don't know how but we ended up round the back of a deserted house in the opposite direction. I remember him trying to kiss me and me just thinking about my boyfriend. Then there's a part I can't remember, but I ended up sat on the floor and **** still trying to kiss me. I tried to push him away but he persisted. Before I knew it he was on top of me having sex with me. It was really uncomfortable and hurt quite a lot (This wasn't my first time or anything, so I think that was just because of force). I started crying hysterically and tried to push him off me, but he was to strong. I couldn't stop him and I tried to push him away. I was crying and screaming at him and that didn't stop him either. He looked into my eyes and just smiled so evily, and I couldn't stop him and I was screaming and didn't know what to do. He didn't stop until I was sick on him and to the side of him. He jumped away and just called one of our mutual friends, +++, who came over and the second +++ got there **** ran off. I was curled up on the floor naked and crying and covered in sick and mud, a complete state. +++ helped me get back to everyone and told me to stick to the story that we just went off to get chips and were just talking. I'd lost my voice because I'd been screaming so much.
At college after that I would get friendly banter for apparently cheating on my boyfriend, and he'd quiz me about what happened that night endlessly. I couldn't tell him because it hurt to much to admit it and it would make it seem real, which I couldn't face. I told him about a month after. Him and 2 other girl friends know what really happened.
I still can't talk about what happened without crying, I'm crying right now.
I still haven't got over it and my boyfriend has been amazing support but i'm scared that if I don't get over it soon enough then he'll just get bored of trying and I can't do that to him any more. I feel like he's not telling me how he really feels about it because he doesn't want me getting more upset about everything.
He's lost trust in me because I lied to him about what happened for a month and I don't know how to gain that back, I need his trust and support, and I don't know what I would have done without it, but I want him to be chilled about everything and confidently know that I'm okay, as well as him being okay.
I feel so naive and stupid because I went off with **** in the first place, and now i'm scared to meet other guy mates on their own incase it happens again. Hell, i'm scared to walk down quiet lanes in my own town at 2 in the afternoon.
Please can someone help me to get over what happened to me, I'd appreciate any advice, and anything that would help me support my boyfriend and myself. Thanks
I'm 16 years old
A couple of months ago (August) I got raped. I was very drunk and have blackouts of parts of what happened. It was with a guy called **** and we'd previously got together but now I had a boyfriend of about 6 months and had no intention of cheating on him.
So I was completely gone and he was slightly tipsy, and we were at a friends house party and we went off together to get some chips from the chippy round the road. I don't know how but we ended up round the back of a deserted house in the opposite direction. I remember him trying to kiss me and me just thinking about my boyfriend. Then there's a part I can't remember, but I ended up sat on the floor and **** still trying to kiss me. I tried to push him away but he persisted. Before I knew it he was on top of me having sex with me. It was really uncomfortable and hurt quite a lot (This wasn't my first time or anything, so I think that was just because of force). I started crying hysterically and tried to push him off me, but he was to strong. I couldn't stop him and I tried to push him away. I was crying and screaming at him and that didn't stop him either. He looked into my eyes and just smiled so evily, and I couldn't stop him and I was screaming and didn't know what to do. He didn't stop until I was sick on him and to the side of him. He jumped away and just called one of our mutual friends, +++, who came over and the second +++ got there **** ran off. I was curled up on the floor naked and crying and covered in sick and mud, a complete state. +++ helped me get back to everyone and told me to stick to the story that we just went off to get chips and were just talking. I'd lost my voice because I'd been screaming so much.
At college after that I would get friendly banter for apparently cheating on my boyfriend, and he'd quiz me about what happened that night endlessly. I couldn't tell him because it hurt to much to admit it and it would make it seem real, which I couldn't face. I told him about a month after. Him and 2 other girl friends know what really happened.
I still can't talk about what happened without crying, I'm crying right now.
I still haven't got over it and my boyfriend has been amazing support but i'm scared that if I don't get over it soon enough then he'll just get bored of trying and I can't do that to him any more. I feel like he's not telling me how he really feels about it because he doesn't want me getting more upset about everything.
He's lost trust in me because I lied to him about what happened for a month and I don't know how to gain that back, I need his trust and support, and I don't know what I would have done without it, but I want him to be chilled about everything and confidently know that I'm okay, as well as him being okay.
I feel so naive and stupid because I went off with **** in the first place, and now i'm scared to meet other guy mates on their own incase it happens again. Hell, i'm scared to walk down quiet lanes in my own town at 2 in the afternoon.
Please can someone help me to get over what happened to me, I'd appreciate any advice, and anything that would help me support my boyfriend and myself. Thanks
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