Unfortunately, I don’t remember much of it, but I will do my best. I’ve decided to share my rape experience. I just hope that this story is helpful in some way. I honestly don’t fully know what to call this story. I do not know how to respond to that statement. In both cases, they listened attentively, and then responded in almost identical fashion, “If you were on top, then it wasn’t rape.” I also know that when I think back on this I am equal parts angry, disgusted, and disappointed that I didn’t stop it.įor some reason, I decided to tell this story to two separate female partners in the time since. I also know that I did not want this, and that everyone there knew that I had gone to sleep early because I was too drunk. Yes, I know that drunken one-night stands happen. Yes, I know that getting black-out drunk is always a bad idea. Bye!” She said that in a cheery, normal, not-hungover-at-all voice and walked out the door. She smiled, kissed me quickly on the lips, and said,”That was fun, but I gotta head out this morning. On the floor were two used condoms that I do not remember even having on. She was on the edge of the bed getting dressed. I woke up in the morning, confused, face down, and naked. I just remember a series of images that do not seem real. I don’t remember details and have no sense of the time involved, what was said, what anything felt like, or even what I did during those images.
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