I was 15, had only had sex twice before with my boyfriend at the time and was in a happy place.
After being raped by a drunk stranger on a night out with my sister, I was depressed, since have had broken relationship with my sister, lost trust in men and was left with an STI that would stay with me for life.
If there was one thing I would say to anyone who’s gone through such an ordeal, it’s life gets better.
At 16 I had no confidence and wanted to end it all. There was so much shame and no support. Even to this day, friends and family find it difficult to listen or discuss rape or will make insensitive comments like “You shouldn’t have been there, should you”, or make it someway as your fault.
Don’t let anyone’s opinions define what happened to you and how that made/makes you feel.
Find strength in knowing, it’s your life and only you will decide your worth, your goals and your feelings.
It took me 6 years to get out of the mental cycle of recurring nightmares and feeling lack of self worth. Until I truly felt in control and surrounded myself with positive people, it seemed it was always going to be that way.
Everyone finds strength in something, be it music, friends, dance, meditation, prayer or anything.
Find your strength and remind yourself it will get better.
Love to you all brave ladies, may you live the happy lives you deserve x x x