Candleflames
Platinum Member
It's taken me a while to post this cause I wasn't sure how significant this epiphany really is. It's been two months since I realized this. It feels so huge. Like I can breath again.
Background: When I was 14 I was drugged and raped by two 21 year old men. I was partying with "friends" but not exactly where I was supposed to be. Had my parents have known where I was I would have been in trouble and i knew that. It was part of the thrill. It was also exciting to be accepted by the grown-ups. So I had some beer with them at their house that they lived in with their father. The father was also there. The beer made me feel really weird, not drunk but doll like and floppy. I remember bits and pieces.
The epiphany: It wasn't my fault. I am not to blame. Lots of teens go and do things they aren't supposed to do, are in places they shouldn't be. It's part of growing up. It's part of testing the waters of the big wide world. Plenty of other people wouldn't have taken advantage of a hurting and broken youth. So blame lies squarely with the two men who raped me and their father who thought it was fine for his son and friend to party with a 14 year old. I also think part of the blame rests with my father who made home life so hostile and violent that I put myself into harms way to get away from it.
I now firmly believe that I share NONE of the blame for that night.
Background: When I was 14 I was drugged and raped by two 21 year old men. I was partying with "friends" but not exactly where I was supposed to be. Had my parents have known where I was I would have been in trouble and i knew that. It was part of the thrill. It was also exciting to be accepted by the grown-ups. So I had some beer with them at their house that they lived in with their father. The father was also there. The beer made me feel really weird, not drunk but doll like and floppy. I remember bits and pieces.
The epiphany: It wasn't my fault. I am not to blame. Lots of teens go and do things they aren't supposed to do, are in places they shouldn't be. It's part of growing up. It's part of testing the waters of the big wide world. Plenty of other people wouldn't have taken advantage of a hurting and broken youth. So blame lies squarely with the two men who raped me and their father who thought it was fine for his son and friend to party with a 14 year old. I also think part of the blame rests with my father who made home life so hostile and violent that I put myself into harms way to get away from it.
I now firmly believe that I share NONE of the blame for that night.