rad0123
Jun 14, 2010, 02:41 AM
This has been bothering me. I was sixteen and I started sleeping with this guy who was twenty two. We started dating about a month later. I saw what I wanted in him. We had nothing in common, but he was extremely affectionate and would constantly text me, kiss me, hold me, hug me, pick me flowers, anything. I sort of liked it, even though it was a little bit much. He was very very protective of me with other guys and he had a very strong reputation in my neighborhood. I was new to the area, so I would ask him about certain things and he would get very, very angry. He got a tattoo of me on his chest, I never told him to but when I asked him not to he cried and said I didn't love him and that I didn't have faith in our relationship. I broke up with him after about two months of dating. He had minimal contact with me after that. He called me once to tell me he was about to kill himself, but he didn't. I gave him the respect of telling him not to, that he was a worthy life.
After our relationship I was fine, I had no feelings for him either good or bad. But a few months later I heard a rumor that he had raped a twelve year old girl when he was twenty. I set it aside, but it burned in my mind. I asked my friend and she confirmed the rumor. A month later I found out he cheated on me. In that same week a different girl, a friend of mine came up to me and told me that he had raped her too when she was black out drunk. She showed me the bruises on her arms, but she said that she didn't file a report because she was so drunk.
This happened about four months ago. I have cried a good deal, I lost my sex drive for three months and I felt very dirty. I stopped looking in the mirror because all that ever went through my head was that I had willingly had sex with a rapist, with a guy that was forcfully in other girls. I texted him one day, expressing my rage. The next day he was on the bus with his friend, and he had his friend spit in my face. I had a friend do some investigation and find out why. He had her spit because he said that I had convicted him of being a rapist, which was not true and "crossed the line". I have moved on, I have gained my sex drive back. But I feel guilty and dirty still. The physical aspect of sex as a whole is so different now, knowing that I was infested with a forceful penis. I don't mean to be vulgar, but no matter how much I try to move on I can never look at my body the same. I just see it as worthless and dirty, I don't cherish it anymore, I don't love it. I just see it as used and allowing of rapists. I even told myself once that I would have been happier if I was one of the girls, even though I know I wouldn't be. It just hurts so much.
The advice I need is if you think my body is still worth cherishing and appreciating, even after I allowed a rapist in it. I really don't think it is.
After our relationship I was fine, I had no feelings for him either good or bad. But a few months later I heard a rumor that he had raped a twelve year old girl when he was twenty. I set it aside, but it burned in my mind. I asked my friend and she confirmed the rumor. A month later I found out he cheated on me. In that same week a different girl, a friend of mine came up to me and told me that he had raped her too when she was black out drunk. She showed me the bruises on her arms, but she said that she didn't file a report because she was so drunk.
This happened about four months ago. I have cried a good deal, I lost my sex drive for three months and I felt very dirty. I stopped looking in the mirror because all that ever went through my head was that I had willingly had sex with a rapist, with a guy that was forcfully in other girls. I texted him one day, expressing my rage. The next day he was on the bus with his friend, and he had his friend spit in my face. I had a friend do some investigation and find out why. He had her spit because he said that I had convicted him of being a rapist, which was not true and "crossed the line". I have moved on, I have gained my sex drive back. But I feel guilty and dirty still. The physical aspect of sex as a whole is so different now, knowing that I was infested with a forceful penis. I don't mean to be vulgar, but no matter how much I try to move on I can never look at my body the same. I just see it as worthless and dirty, I don't cherish it anymore, I don't love it. I just see it as used and allowing of rapists. I even told myself once that I would have been happier if I was one of the girls, even though I know I wouldn't be. It just hurts so much.
The advice I need is if you think my body is still worth cherishing and appreciating, even after I allowed a rapist in it. I really don't think it is.