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For as long as I can remember after my trauma I’ve done things to put myself in a lot of danger. Usually fuelled by alcohol, I’ve acted in ways that scream “I don’t care what happens to me.” and mostly with men. I’ve taken drugs off a man I just met in a club, I’ve wandered the streets drunk in the early morning looking for someone to have sex with, I’ve left friends at a club to go home with a boy - that particular time I had my friend’s house key so she was locked off, I’m always wondering off with people (and in particular men) I’ve just met.
Last night was terrible though.
I went out to celebrate my friend’s 21st birthday and it was amazing. Afterwards one of my friends, let’s call her E, suggested we all go out. So me, E, and a few guys decided to go out to a club together. The club we went to allowed us entry but refused to let the guys in unless they paid £1k for a table - this is London btw, so it’s pretty normal for clubs in Central to let in girls for free but be harsher on boys. Me and E went in and honestly had a great time it was only once the club was over that things got bad.
I don’t remember now - just bc of how much I’d had to drink - but these two boys approached us and offered to take us home. E insisted we were fine but wanted to know how I was going to get home. I decided to walk off with one of the guys, pretty far ahead I didn’t realise if I’m honest. And before I knew it we’d lost E.
Now in this guy’s car, we had sex, unprotected. He asked me to give him a blowjob but I refused - that’s one thing that is very traumatic when it comes to sex, and reminds me too much of my assault, even drunk I can’t do it. He insisted but finally gave up. His friend got into the car a little while later and told me E had ordered an uber to her house (she’d said before that I could stay at hers, but I said no). They went and bought alcohol and were drinking and driving me around in the car. At one point my phone died and I asked if I could charge it, they let me. Then the first guy got out of the car and his friend got in the backseat with me and asked me to give him a blowjob. I said no. He tried to get me to drink some more but I said no. All I remember is being very drunk and very tired and asking to have me taken home. Eventually his friend got back in the car and they dropped me off at mine at 5.30ish in the morning.
Even writing this all out now I struggle to see how dangerous this situation was. I guess what hurts is the phone call I had with E today, saying how worried she was about me and how much danger I put not only myself but her in by doing that. The boy she had been left with had tried to touch her and openly told her he was a drug dealer. She said she was scared for me, and honestly I’m scared that I can’t seem to stop or see where I’m going wrong.
I hate this part of me that throws herself into danger and acts like nothing matters and she doesn’t matter. I just need someone to speak to, maybe someone who has acted in a similar way or someone who can shed some light on why I do what I do.
Last night was terrible though.
I went out to celebrate my friend’s 21st birthday and it was amazing. Afterwards one of my friends, let’s call her E, suggested we all go out. So me, E, and a few guys decided to go out to a club together. The club we went to allowed us entry but refused to let the guys in unless they paid £1k for a table - this is London btw, so it’s pretty normal for clubs in Central to let in girls for free but be harsher on boys. Me and E went in and honestly had a great time it was only once the club was over that things got bad.
I don’t remember now - just bc of how much I’d had to drink - but these two boys approached us and offered to take us home. E insisted we were fine but wanted to know how I was going to get home. I decided to walk off with one of the guys, pretty far ahead I didn’t realise if I’m honest. And before I knew it we’d lost E.
Now in this guy’s car, we had sex, unprotected. He asked me to give him a blowjob but I refused - that’s one thing that is very traumatic when it comes to sex, and reminds me too much of my assault, even drunk I can’t do it. He insisted but finally gave up. His friend got into the car a little while later and told me E had ordered an uber to her house (she’d said before that I could stay at hers, but I said no). They went and bought alcohol and were drinking and driving me around in the car. At one point my phone died and I asked if I could charge it, they let me. Then the first guy got out of the car and his friend got in the backseat with me and asked me to give him a blowjob. I said no. He tried to get me to drink some more but I said no. All I remember is being very drunk and very tired and asking to have me taken home. Eventually his friend got back in the car and they dropped me off at mine at 5.30ish in the morning.
Even writing this all out now I struggle to see how dangerous this situation was. I guess what hurts is the phone call I had with E today, saying how worried she was about me and how much danger I put not only myself but her in by doing that. The boy she had been left with had tried to touch her and openly told her he was a drug dealer. She said she was scared for me, and honestly I’m scared that I can’t seem to stop or see where I’m going wrong.
I hate this part of me that throws herself into danger and acts like nothing matters and she doesn’t matter. I just need someone to speak to, maybe someone who has acted in a similar way or someone who can shed some light on why I do what I do.