It was my first love, my first sexual relationship. I gave him everything and broke down all of my walls for him. It was the anniversary of a very hard day for me, and he poured me a glass of wine to share. He insisted I drink more. After we were “cuddling” but he wanted to have sex. I said no, but eventually cracked and let it happen. I told him the entire time.
I was uncomfortable but he just kept going. I was crying that I didn’t want to get pregnant the entire time but he just kept going. I feel violated and sick and I need to know I am not alone. I don’t even know what happened to me and I can’t even think about it without dissociating.
— Survivor, age 19