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My Story

I feel like now is the right time to share my story. I was 18 at the time and just started a new life for myself across the country from my family at a college that I thought was perfect for me. One night I went out with my friends to a fraternity party. It was just like any night until I woke up the next morning in a random apartment with no one next to me and my pants were on the floor and I was wearing a man’s t-shirt. I couldn’t remember anything that happened, but I knew I had sex because I was hurting. I got up and walked to the bathroom trying to remember anything that happened the night before. I looked at my phone with about 20 missed calls and 15 texts from my friends asking where I was and to please answer the phone, but my phone was shattered from the night and it took about 20 minutes for the phone to finally allow me to swipe right and call my friend. I was 6 miles away on campus in parts of the town where no students typically lived. I left the apartment and had my friend give me directions on how to walk back to campus. After an hour of walking and a few wrong turns. I was still hazy and confused and couldn’t speak correctly. I finally made it back, to my friend letting me in the building asking why my pants were ripped, who’s shirt was I wearing and why were some of my earrings missing out of my ear. I told her I couldn’t remember anything and she walked me back to my room and told me nicely that there was a possibility I was drugged. I never felt so ashamed and lonely in my life and this is something I wouldn’t even wish on my worst enemy. The months following were the hardest because no one knew what happened and no one knew what to say. I have never felt so bad in my life, but with the support of my friends I was able to cope and slowly move on with everything that happened. I’m so grateful for these friends because if I didn’t have them I honestly don’t know if I would still be here today. Their compassion and help saved my life and I could never repay them. I hope that anyone that goes through this knows that there are alway people that will help you through it and help anyway they can, whether its a family member, friend, therapist, or even this website. Talking through the pain does help, it got me through it.

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