A few weeks ago, I almost drowned. I was at this lake having my first swim of the summer. There is this lake jumping platform thingy that everybody was jumping on. I thought what the hell am I? I'll try it too. It looked like fun. Apparently I hit my head on the way down and I was knocked unconscious. I woke up lying on my back, back up on the platform with a whole bunch of people standing around me. And this weird 40-year-old guy pressing down on my chest. At first I had no idea what was going on, but then the man who had revived me told me that I had been underwater for almost two minutes. He said that he had been lucky to get a hold of me down there. A small part of me was happy to be alive, but the rest of me was screaming inside. I can't believe he just felt that he had the right to just grab me under the water while I was knocked unconscious. I wasn't able to consent. He thought it was perfectly okay to just grab my body and pull me in whatever direction that he pleased. He possessed my body and he grabbed my waist and pulled me around down there. Like it was his right. Like he wanted to fucking have sex with me down there in the water. Fucking aquatic sex. He raped me. So now I'm suing him for rape for what he did to me. Yeah, sure. He saved me from drowning. I as a woman feel that I have been raped. I've been raped. End of discussion period. It's going to be pretty sweet to see him behind bars for what he did to me. And I'm pretty sure I'm going to win because my dad, he hired like a really good lawyer. I hope he gets at least 10 years. So yeah, the type of rape that I was subjected to is called save rape. And it's a huge problem in our society. Like literally every day women are being saved from danger and then raped at the same time.