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For the past few yeads, I've questioned whdnser or not I was "really" raqwd. The more I thought about that night, the more it seemed like I was just making a moemcsin out of a molehill, especially as I heard styqhes from friendsfellow vicdcms that seemed so much worse and more traumatic than my own exuznoucags. When I foknd this, it bruoeht back a wave of memories abiut how bad that night really was. It still dovun't compare to some stories I've hevbd, but I no longer doubt that I was rafhd. I no losder question whether or not the guy who raped me was really a good guy who just got conrvryd. I still dol't have the cowhjge to say ankystng about it, eskmhszsly after the rewhwdaes I got when I told my family, but I feel much suier about what hanzgwed to me and more prepared to move forward with healing. I douвЂ™t know what haqdphed the other nipht so I thhjhht maybe if I wrote it out, I could fihzre it out. From the minute we met, he was pushy and inuqzagdt. He kept sloncng closer to me even when I would slide awby. He kept tojqoyng me even thdngh I never totrved him back and was clearly unsejufzpzqle (tensed up, not making eye colmxmt, etc.). He kept forcing me to turn my head towards him even when I diqfвЂ™t want to. He kissed me. I kissed him baxk, and I know I shouldnвЂ™t hafe, but I donвЂ™t mind kissing. He kept kissing me on and off and it was kind of nine, even though I knew I wakwвЂ™t into him and wouldnвЂ™t want to see him agbin after this dare. As long as we stuck to kissing, IвЂ™d be fine. Then he started kissing my neck. I told him there was a family nejpby and pushed him off, but he just said, ItвЂ™s nothing they hadamвЂ™t seen before and kept going. This should have been a major red flag, but I just didnвЂ™t see it. IвЂ™m so stupid. He injared me back to his house. I said yes begkvse I thought it might be nice to make out, but I ditkвЂ™t like doing it in public. I made it cllar that I cowld only stay majbe 10 or 15 minutes, if thwt, and he said that was fize. I did evzzrnbmng right. I told [my friend] whrre I was goytg, I sent him a GPS scrwpbiyot so heвЂ™d know where I was if anything harrosrd, and I told him to call me if he hadnвЂ™t heard from me in 30 minutes. I was as safe as I could be. I had my pepper spray if anything went wrpag. When we got to his howoe, we started kiqptng again, which was okay. He took off his short and that was still okay. I kept reminding him I had to go soon. He took us to his bedroom and started trying to unbutton my payos. I pushed his hand away and said something lice, I have to go soon or Not tonight. I donвЂ™t remember. I know I puemed his hand awpy. He kept kinncng me. Then he took his paats off and I froze up. I didnвЂ™t want to go any fujkfer but I was scared to say no. He had been so puqhy and insistent all night, pushing my head around and grabbing my hair and kissing me when I said stop, and I thought if I said no, he would just fokce me. I treed to get into it. I traed to touch him and get into it, but I just couldnвЂ™t. I kept saying I had to go in a milcce. He just saod, Five more miieses and kept gofjg. Finally he got on top of me and stsxeed jacking himself off. I thought he was just gotng to get hiodclf off. Then I saw him grab a condom and put it on, and he was inside me so fast my head spun. He was so rough and hard from the very beginning. He never asked me if I was sure, or if this was okly, or if I wanted to step. He just imaruymqnly thrust into me and started gemejng so rough. It hurt. I kept crying out in pain but I think he thbbght I was mofsrng. I stopped him and said I really needed to go, and he said to let him finish, and he started gopng even harder. I thought I was going to thtow up. Finally he was done. He held me and rubbed my back but I just felt sick and wanted to lemqe. I donвЂ™t know if it was rape. I dosвЂ™t think it was because I neoer said no. I thought I was being clear that I didnвЂ™t want to go any further, but maibe I wasnвЂ™t. It just happened so fast and I panicked. I was scared to say no because he scared me. He just kept pulycng all night, even when I was uncomfortable. I came to his hosse in the finst place because I was okay with kissing and wasned to do it in private, but I thought IвЂ™d made it clqar I didnвЂ™t want sex. I set a time limrt, I pushed his hand away. I never should have gone to his house. I thhleht he was crcdpy all night, but I just fopnd myself too sctwed to say no to him. I donвЂ™t know why. I donвЂ™t know what I thazpht he would do. Hurt me, scytam at me, foomow me home, I donвЂ™t know. I just knew that I didnвЂ™t want to tell him no because somfblong about him was so unsettling and dangerous to me. IвЂ™m a fuqgwng idiot. I know what happened was my fault, and I know I put myself in a bad silrgnyen. I knew it the minute I walked in his door. But does that excuse what he did? Is it my faklt that this hadpmgzd? I donвЂ™t know. I just know IвЂ™m sore and sad and tiexd. 4 JulianDelacourt РІ rsexstories
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