As I read these stories I see a lot of people are for the most part moved on. Not healed but focus on other things. I just can’t. I can’t tell my mom, I can’t tell my dad. Only a few people know. It was this past September. I’m 16, just a Junior in high school. I’ve been known to “party” I live in a small town in Texas… Picture Friday Night Lights but our football team sucks. I can hold my liquor for the most part though. Don’t ask my why I got myself into these situations. I just did. It was a Friday, after a game. It wasn’t a party. There were about six of us out at a cabin. I was completely wasted, my ex boyfriend of two days had just slept with my “best friend” after the game and I couldn’t take it anymore. It’s foggy but I remember going to lay down on a cot. I was away from everyone else when HE came up. HE got on top of me. I kind of laughed and asked what he was doing he started kissing me. I said hey dude stop! But he didn’t. He unzipped his pants and pulled down mine. I started to scream but he put his hands over my mouth. I was too weak to push him off. After about 6 minutes another guy came and ripped him off of me. They drove him away and promised it wouldn’t happen again. A few people heard a little bit and no kids really trust him but he was never punished. I never told and he was never punished. I know it’s not my fault but it’s just hard. Maybe I need more time. He’s about to graduate so I won’t see him anymore. Thanks for listening and creating and outlet for girls like me.
— Taylor, age 16
Taylor,
You are so incredibly brave and you have more strength that you know. The journey to heal from experiences like this can take a very long time. The fact that you are writing about an experience that happened less than 7 months ago speaks volumes about your ability to walk this journey. You did nothing wrong. This was not your fault. So, please, try to be patient and kind with yourself. Take all the time you need. The amount of time it takes to move through this is not a reflection of who you are or the amount of strength you have. I am really proud of you. Light, love, and solidarity
I haven’t told anyone either I can’t either. I’m super depressed and much more and ya I try to focus on other things but more often than not I cant I fall into a spiraling hole of disgust for myself.
Speak out, you could save someone else. I know it’s hard but don’t be weak, you are stronger than you think! This is not your fault. If you didn’t want it it shouldn’t have happened. You did nothing wrong