I'm 21 years old and as of right now my life is on hold. When i was 15 i was raped. I hadn't been sexually active before that and i had no interest, i was always the outgoing one wanting to make everyone laugh rather than have a boyfriend and have sex. A girl a few years older than me wanted to be MY friend, i couldn't believe it, up until then i was the one who always initiated friendships and i always tagged along with people rather than them actually wanting to spend time with me if that makes sense. So one day this girl asked if i wanted to stay over, she had her own place and she had a young daughter so obviously id be safe... right?! Cutting to the chase, i started staying over more frequently and then one evening she said she was inviting a friend round, i didn't really question it. When he arrived it was a 32 year old man... Both my friend and this man started mocking the fact i was a virgin but i still didn't care and i laughed it off. It got late and after quietly talking to my friend the guy said he was calling one of his friends to come over. I heard him say 'i have a girl here for you...'
The man arrived and sat next to me on the sofa, he too was much older than me (29) and i wasn't comfortable him sitting so close to me so i moved to the other side of the room, they brought me a drink (non alcoholic) and after drinking it i started to relax.. i must have blacked out at some point becase the next thing i remember was being back on the sofa with this man kissing me???? why is he kissing me???? i kept blacking out and each time i came round i was more and more confused.. i woudl open my eyes and i would see all 3 faces, why was my friend laughing at me with these men?? why was he on top of me? everything clicked, i was having sex? i blacked out again and when i next opened my eyes i could hear someone screaming for help and saying 'please get off me, i wont tell anyone just please it hurts' i realised it was my own sobbing voice that i was hearing. The man was wearing a white tshirt when he raped me and he was so violent with me he was covered with my blood. He didn't care, my friend didn't care. The pain was excrutiating and i blacked out again, the next time i came round i was completely naked but they were all trying to dress me, the other man was just staring at me, had he raped me too?? I dont know what happened after that but the next morning i woke up on the sofa my underwear was missing but i had jeans and a tshirt on, i had bruises all over my body and was in so much pain, i went to the bathroom and was still bleeding.. was this the normal way to lose your virginity?? at that point i didn't realised i had been raped so for a long time i had this delusion that i had sex but didn't like it so didn't want to do it again.
Years passed and i couldn't hold down any relationships because they ended up wanting to have sex, i lost all my confidence and all my friends. I had counselling and finally realised i had been raped. To this day i don't leave my house, i don't have any friends, my family are my life line, without them i wouldn't be here today.
My heart hurts and i'm grieving for my teen years that i lost to these monsters, i'm grieving for my virginity, the most sacred thing we have is our bodies and mine was violated in the worst way, i don't know what the point of this post is, i have never before said any of this, i don't even know if anyone will read it. My heart doesn't feel so heavy now..
The man arrived and sat next to me on the sofa, he too was much older than me (29) and i wasn't comfortable him sitting so close to me so i moved to the other side of the room, they brought me a drink (non alcoholic) and after drinking it i started to relax.. i must have blacked out at some point becase the next thing i remember was being back on the sofa with this man kissing me???? why is he kissing me???? i kept blacking out and each time i came round i was more and more confused.. i woudl open my eyes and i would see all 3 faces, why was my friend laughing at me with these men?? why was he on top of me? everything clicked, i was having sex? i blacked out again and when i next opened my eyes i could hear someone screaming for help and saying 'please get off me, i wont tell anyone just please it hurts' i realised it was my own sobbing voice that i was hearing. The man was wearing a white tshirt when he raped me and he was so violent with me he was covered with my blood. He didn't care, my friend didn't care. The pain was excrutiating and i blacked out again, the next time i came round i was completely naked but they were all trying to dress me, the other man was just staring at me, had he raped me too?? I dont know what happened after that but the next morning i woke up on the sofa my underwear was missing but i had jeans and a tshirt on, i had bruises all over my body and was in so much pain, i went to the bathroom and was still bleeding.. was this the normal way to lose your virginity?? at that point i didn't realised i had been raped so for a long time i had this delusion that i had sex but didn't like it so didn't want to do it again.
Years passed and i couldn't hold down any relationships because they ended up wanting to have sex, i lost all my confidence and all my friends. I had counselling and finally realised i had been raped. To this day i don't leave my house, i don't have any friends, my family are my life line, without them i wouldn't be here today.
My heart hurts and i'm grieving for my teen years that i lost to these monsters, i'm grieving for my virginity, the most sacred thing we have is our bodies and mine was violated in the worst way, i don't know what the point of this post is, i have never before said any of this, i don't even know if anyone will read it. My heart doesn't feel so heavy now..