When I was 20 years old I left my boyfriend after 1 year of emotional, mental, and physical abuse. Soon after I missed my period. I went to his house to speak with him about the possibility and he was drunk. Instead of speaking with him I went to leave, that did not go as planned. He grabbed me and threw me on his bed and quickly removed my clothes. I begged him to stop and desperately tried to pull my clothes on. Instead he grabbed me by the throat and began to choke me. I couldn’t breathe and my pleas were whispers. I kept trying to say “stop” but he couldn’t hear me. I clawed his hand but his grip didn’t loosen. It wasn’t until I felt my heart rate begin to slow down that he released me. It was front and back. He turned his back for a moment to grab a condom and I took that moment to grab my clothes quickly put them on and run out the door. I got to my car and quickly drove away. My eyes were blood shot and I had bruising all over my eyes and neck. The police blamed me, my coworkers blamed me, and some of my friends blamed me. I got a positive pregnancy test but miscarried the next day. He never went to prison he got off with a promise to go to councilling. To this day he still harasses me over social media. I have blocked him on every single social platform but he still finds ways to contact me. I’m 23 now with a family of my own and I still struggle with ptsd.
— Survivor, age 23