I thought that no one would ever believe me. I thought that it was all my fault. But later I found out that none of this is true. It took the help of my hall director last year, a good counselor in our health center, and the support of my friends to help me through this. It has been two years since I was raped, and one year since I have been out of counseling.
Some days are easier to get through than others.
I will never forget what happened. But it is getting easier to keep the memories from consuming me. This has changed the way I look at relationships, drinking and going out, and people in general. It has taken me a long time to feel comfortable telling my guy friends what happend to me. I still have not told my parents, I really don't think that I ever will.