When I was 19 I went out with this guy and he drove me to the middle of no where and he pretty much made me have sex. I thought he might kill me if I did not because we were in a secluded area, and I felt if I refused I might die. ALso about three months later I was stupid enough to go with a guy in his car and the same thing happened. Well about a year later I went to a guys house and he said I am going to have to rape you, and I done nothing to get away, but I hurt over it and have been hurting for years and feel so confused and I hate myself.
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