I Know I didnt want to report it, I was thretened by my rapist if i told he would come back, and he did. My parents forced me to come forward and it felt like being raped again. I mean its bad enough being raped but then havining to tell evry thing that was done to you, a rape kit done and all the questions bout what happened, having to go to trial and having the situation turned on you. for me i never had to go to trial, no one beleved me and i told and he kept his word and came back and raped me again, still no one believes me. sometimes i think the only way anyone will is when he puts me in a body bag.
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