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Anonymous story 2

  • louderthanbeforeau
  • Oct 19
  • 2 min read

I was 16, at a friend's birthday party. I’d been drinking, but I was still aware of what was happening around me. When the night was over , I went to bed and asked another friend for a blanket. He found me a blanket and came into the room, and what happened next was an example of crossing the line and not understanding boundaries . He forced himself on top of me, kissing me, whispering in my ear to “ just relax”. I tried to tell him to get off, but he ignored my words. I had to physically push him away to free myself. If I hadn’t have been in a state where I could fight back, I hate to think about how much further it could have gone.

I knew it was wrong, but instead of telling someone, I stayed in my room, avoiding everyone for days. When I finally confided in someone I thought was a close friend, it ruined our relationship. I guess they blamed me. I questioned for so long that maybe it was my fault , maybe I could have done more to stop it getting to the point of where it did that night . And then when something similar happened to another friend of mine by the same person , I wished I had of spoken up to more people and told them my experience .

I was just a teenager and I still continued my friendship with this person for many years after this . It’s been almost 11 years now , I still struggle with whispers and noises so close to my ears, it triggers my anxiety . I’m sure that the person who did this probably doesn’t remember it happening , to them it probably didn’t mean much , but to me it did and still sticks with me .

 
 
 

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