Dear Anonymous...

I think you raped me. I was drunk, and my boyfriend who also was drunk said yes. You guys knew I was too drunk, but you did it anyway. I remember bits and pieces. Your hands around my neck, both of you removing my clothing while I couldn’t move. I remember you two talking about what to do to me, whilst I was face down on the floor, coming in and out of consciousness... I’m scared of you. You’re my boyfriends family, and I’m scared of you. I want to cry every time I see your name pop up on my phone...I love the gym, and was fine with going with you and my boyfriend, but now wanna run away, or hide in bed and cry. I think you raped me, and you’re pretending like nothing happened...