It started off, not so well.
I wanted to get high, smoke some weed.
I wanted to get high because I,
I was feeling low.
I didn’t have enough money so I went, ‘5’ with some guy.
I knew of him, I didn’t think any harm.
His dark brown eyes looks so innocent.
So we smoked.
And it was a different high, and as I asked about what we were smoking,
He asked about other things.
Avoiding my question.
‘Have you ever kissed, high?’
I was young.
Maybe 13.
And into girls, but that was my little secret.
So I,
Not thinking.
I said no,
So he asked me if I wanted to try,
And I continued asking about the blunt that had been already rolled when we met up.
He responded by saying
It’s something different, something special.
And he pulled me.
And forced me to kiss him.
And other things started happening.
He wouldn’t let go of me,
I was pushing him, saying stop.
‘I don’t want to do this.’ I said.
His eyes were slightly open, his kind dark brown eyes
Now red where should be white,
Looked ever so evil.
All I could think about was my mother,
How disappointed she would be.
He hit me,
He covered my mouth,
And I could barely breathe.
And when it was all over,
He just left me there.
I was bleeding,
Sweaty,
Barely breathing.
And he just left me there.
So I stood there and I cried.
I couldn’t walk.
I was in so much pain.
I didn’t know what to do.
I didn’t know who to call.
I felt so worthless,
So unwanted,
And so hurt,
And to this day,
I can never wear a pair of vibrant blue jeans.
I don’t like getting high,
I don’t like when boys look at me.
I don’t like when boys flirt with me.
I don’t like being alone with boys,
And to this day,
I still feel like it was all my fault.
I still feel like I wasn’t loud enough,
I still feel like I wasn’t direct enough.
I never told my parents.
I never told my brothers.
I never pressed charges.
And I thought about this frequently.
But nothing could ever make up for what he had done to me.
What he did to me is beyond comprehension.
He scarred my body,
He wounded my soul.
He broke me.
I have flashbacks.
I have nightmares.
I relive this moment as if it’s just happening.
If I was subjected to any type of justice that would be served,
I would see to it that he feels the emotional destruction that he left behind.
And that the flashbacks keep him up at night.
And that he feels every ounce of fear that he put in my heart.
— Survivor, age 16
Dear survivor – you are such a powerful writer. Thank you so much for sharing this with us. What happened to you is NOT your fault. You said you didn’t want to – that’s plenty direct.
I would strongly encourage you to talk to a therapist. The nightmares and flashbacks are common but can be worked through. You are NOT worthless or unwanted. I know telling people can be so hard but it can also be so helpful if you tell the right people. There’s nothing to be disappointed in because you did nothing wrong. If you do want to tell, remember that you are in control of WHO and WHAT you tell. You don’t have to tell the whole thing at once. You can tell little pieces at a time.
And as for not reporting it… that’s such a personal decision. You did what was right for you in that moment. That is absolutely, 100% good enough. And so are you.
Thinking of you and sending you love! Alexis
hey survivor.
i am a 20yr old male, i am greatly sorry for what you had experienced when you were with that guy. I just want you to know not all guys are like that. Honestly. I have a beautiful loving girlfriend and we’ve been together going on 4 years at 16 your age now. We have a very loving relationship and there is no violence, no rape, no abuse, arguments yes when she’s annoying (we both can be) but nothing physical. I hope you do recover from the dark realm you have now been put in by your experience which was 100% not acceptable by any standard whatsoever and any MAN not boy will never tell you otherwise. It is 100%, not your fault. Even though you are scared by the events the boy put you through and as you say never trust a boy again, i do offer my hand out and would be willing to convince you why you are wrong about “boys”
God Bless You