There doesn't seem to be many people using this particular section so I dunno if anyone will read this anyway I feel like writing it down and someone reading it will make me feel better so here goes:
On Friday I had a complete breakdown and told my mum I was raped 11 years ago, it was really hard as I haven't told anyone but I was having a panic attack and I just couldn't keep it in anymore. I felt relief at telling her but now I feel bad because I told her to promise not to tell anyone, maybe I should tell her she can? I told her to not tell family anyway as I couldn't deal with the looks and sympathy.
Basically I was 18 years old and in a friend with benefits relationship with this guy I actually really liked him and thought I was in love with him uh I was stupid. We met up one night and long story short he raped me but at the time I didn't think it was rape I thought it was an accident because even though he put his penis inside me and I said no & was crying he only did a few strokes then stopped. So at the time I thought it was an accident he said sorry and stupidly I believed him he never raped me again but I did have consensual sex with him another time which was weird, then we never spoke again.
I have always been disgusted with myself for having consensual sex with him and still am today because in a way he could say we had consensual sex and that other time was an ''accident''.
So for the last 11 years my life has been awful I rarely leave the house, I have panic attacks outside and inside, I take anti depressants and I just feel so useless. I don't even know what to do anymore, I still live at home at 29, I have no one to talk too and I feel like I've just destroyed my mums life, she hasn't said a word to me about it since Friday. I feel better for finally saying something but also like rubbish too.
Also I was wondering do you ever get over it?
Thanks for reading.
On Friday I had a complete breakdown and told my mum I was raped 11 years ago, it was really hard as I haven't told anyone but I was having a panic attack and I just couldn't keep it in anymore. I felt relief at telling her but now I feel bad because I told her to promise not to tell anyone, maybe I should tell her she can? I told her to not tell family anyway as I couldn't deal with the looks and sympathy.
Basically I was 18 years old and in a friend with benefits relationship with this guy I actually really liked him and thought I was in love with him uh I was stupid. We met up one night and long story short he raped me but at the time I didn't think it was rape I thought it was an accident because even though he put his penis inside me and I said no & was crying he only did a few strokes then stopped. So at the time I thought it was an accident he said sorry and stupidly I believed him he never raped me again but I did have consensual sex with him another time which was weird, then we never spoke again.
I have always been disgusted with myself for having consensual sex with him and still am today because in a way he could say we had consensual sex and that other time was an ''accident''.
So for the last 11 years my life has been awful I rarely leave the house, I have panic attacks outside and inside, I take anti depressants and I just feel so useless. I don't even know what to do anymore, I still live at home at 29, I have no one to talk too and I feel like I've just destroyed my mums life, she hasn't said a word to me about it since Friday. I feel better for finally saying something but also like rubbish too.
Also I was wondering do you ever get over it?
Thanks for reading.
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