It has been over two years since I left the man that forced me to have the kind of sex he knew I didn't want, things went really badly in court, he has my daughter now.
After she left I threw myself into work, I tried to tell myself if I got enough money I could run far away and come back for her someday. But my boss kept sayng he would help me get my daughter back, then every friday night he would show up and insist on sleeping at my house with me to make sure I was safe.
If I said no he would say he was going to call the cops and tell them to put me on a suicide hold. I never slept with him, I would make him sit outside the front door, or he would wait in his car. Then he bought a nanny cam in a teddy bear for me when I did go the hospital, when I ripped it apart and found the camera I threw it away and he screamed at me.
He had been putting his hands between my thighs for months when we were alone, and trying to get me drunk, but I was hiding a pregnancy from another rape. One day he kissed the back of my neck when we were in a meeting. I told him no and that was where I was held down when I got raped.
He yelled at me and said most women orgasm from that and I probably wasn't raped I just didn't like sex. Since then the times between showers got longer and longer. I couldn't take off my clothes to get into the shower. He had said he wanted to put cameras in my house to make sure I was safe, and even though I moved over and over I just want to pull the skin off my neck where he kissed me and my ex held me down.
Since I got on new meds the time between showers is a bit better. I still sleep in my clothes and sometimes wear them for days because I can't take them off, even though I know he isn't here, there are no cameras any more, but I want my body back.
When I had my hearing against the man that raped me the first two times he spent twenty minutes talking about my body and my weight, and the judge let him. He proved my body was his toy in a court of law.
I want to shake it off so badly, I want me back, I liked who I was. I was good at my job, I was a great mom, I was a long distance runner and I never cheated on my husband. Even in these over two years since I left him I haven't let my self standards down by sleeping with anyone else.
I want to be healthy. I want to get into the shower instead of hiding in bed for hours, afraid.
After she left I threw myself into work, I tried to tell myself if I got enough money I could run far away and come back for her someday. But my boss kept sayng he would help me get my daughter back, then every friday night he would show up and insist on sleeping at my house with me to make sure I was safe.
If I said no he would say he was going to call the cops and tell them to put me on a suicide hold. I never slept with him, I would make him sit outside the front door, or he would wait in his car. Then he bought a nanny cam in a teddy bear for me when I did go the hospital, when I ripped it apart and found the camera I threw it away and he screamed at me.
He had been putting his hands between my thighs for months when we were alone, and trying to get me drunk, but I was hiding a pregnancy from another rape. One day he kissed the back of my neck when we were in a meeting. I told him no and that was where I was held down when I got raped.
He yelled at me and said most women orgasm from that and I probably wasn't raped I just didn't like sex. Since then the times between showers got longer and longer. I couldn't take off my clothes to get into the shower. He had said he wanted to put cameras in my house to make sure I was safe, and even though I moved over and over I just want to pull the skin off my neck where he kissed me and my ex held me down.
Since I got on new meds the time between showers is a bit better. I still sleep in my clothes and sometimes wear them for days because I can't take them off, even though I know he isn't here, there are no cameras any more, but I want my body back.
When I had my hearing against the man that raped me the first two times he spent twenty minutes talking about my body and my weight, and the judge let him. He proved my body was his toy in a court of law.
I want to shake it off so badly, I want me back, I liked who I was. I was good at my job, I was a great mom, I was a long distance runner and I never cheated on my husband. Even in these over two years since I left him I haven't let my self standards down by sleeping with anyone else.
I want to be healthy. I want to get into the shower instead of hiding in bed for hours, afraid.
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