When I was 23 years old, I was raped by two guys I thought I could trust. I had gone over my friend's house to spend some time. I thought we were just going to sit around, talk, eat cheap food, and smoke. When one of them started wrestling with me I thought he was just playing. I even laughed when the other guy started pulling my pants off. I didn't realize what was happening until they started doing it to me. Both of them raped me while I yelled and cried and squirmed, and both of them came in me.
I haven't spoken to either of them since that day. I tried so hard to push it out of my mind and forget it and bury it for ears but I think about it every day. I cry almost every day. I think about killing myself every day.
I have never told anyone I knew about this, because I... Read more