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My Sexual Assault Story

My name is Sofía, I’m nineteen years old. I was born in México, 1996. At the age of 9 my parents split up, my mother and I moved to another city and by the time I was 10 my parents were divorced. My mom proceeded to take me to a psychiatrist who was also known for his techniques with acupuncture. I was a child but I started developing as a woman at a very young age, so I had breasts by the time. He never committed the act of rape, but he would undress me and touch me or even kiss my body and make it look as if it was part of the therapy and maybe that is why it took me so long to realize it was wrong. I was a child, I could not understand and he would often say things such as “Get dressed so your mom won’t be mad at you” like it was my fault.

My boyfriend knows but no member from my family. This was almost ten years ago and there is no real case of rape so I can’t really go the authorities. I believe most sexual assault victims don’t speak about it because we don’t believe is as important.

I still haven’t found a way to heal, sometime I just tell myself that maybe it was my fault for having breasts at such a young age, or that maybe I shouldn’t feel like it was important because some women have it worse, but it’s painful, and it’s so frustrating knowing that he might do it to other little girls who are his patients.

I have heard so many sexual assault cases in my country that are completely ignored, so many victims who decided to stay quiet.

It’s hard to go through the years with a heavy weight on your shoulders and keep telling yourself to remain silent, because it was not as important.

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