10/26/2011

-Not a light topic- 

You know, some people guys who knew about it have told me "It wasn’t like he was a stranger forcing you on the street or anything, he was your boyfriend, who loved you"

Yea, exactly, he was my boyfriend who "loved me" who waited till I was passed out drunk and raped me.

And that kind of comment always makes me…feel so small.

that kind of comment has always made me nervous about having to tell any one about it, but I’ve always kind of wanted to go sit in on a sort of A.A style rape victim support group. I don’t think I could actually make myself go out and do it though.

-Ugh-