I was raped last May. I had gone out with friends to our usual club and was excited to be going to see a band there. I'm a single mum of 2 children (one of which is disabled and I only ever get one night a month off. So going out with my best friends, letting my hair down and de-stressing is a MUST for maintaining my mental health!). Being a single woman who loves what life has to give, I often went out armed with condoms ready to "pull", but that night I was condomless and in high spirits- it was all about friends and the band. I was spiked-I have never, ever taken drugs before in my life. ...
I don’t really remember a lot about you. I can’t even remember how I met you. You were older, I know that much. I know that I felt special because you liked me. I know that I was too young for you. I remember getting into your car. I was excited and nervous. I did not know what was going to happen. I had to lie to my mother just to leave the house. I told her you were a friend’s brother. You weren’t, you were just some guy who hit on me. She knew something was wrong before I did. I assured her I would be okay, it was just for a few hours and I would be home ...
I was sixteen when he was 21. When his friends called to see what he was doing, he would lie to avoid telling them that he was hanging out with me. It was like our secret. Things got more serious about six months later when he told me that he’d never felt this way about anybody. I felt the same but wondered why our relationship was a secret. Contact with him made me excited. When he would sneak me up to the attic of his mom’s house, I would wait outside on the deck for the signal to come up while gazing through the city smog where stars should be. I had never had a sexual relationship before him and ...
"I'm just trying have a night out with the girls." That's what I told you when you came up behind me at the bar and bought me a drink. It's what I told you, but it wasn't the first thing I told you. First I told you "I'm all set" when you asked what I was drinking. Then I told you "No thank you" when you asked if you could buy me another. I said "I really don't need another one" when you flagged down the bartender. And, finally, I said "I'm just trying to have a night out with the girls" when you ordered me a drink anyway. "Sweetheart," you said, putting your hand on my back "no one's ...
