Since this happened three years ago, I always have this blame the skilled Aldi's reasons and ideas that I could have done to prevent what happened to me. And then some mental illness situations I start to tell myself I deserved it or I asked for it. But did I really ask for it if it didn't feel right, if every time that I think about it I want to burn the inside of my vagina. To get down to the story. I fell in love with a friend who let me move in with him when I had to choose between him and my friends family, my friend's dad give me a choice to stay with them or move with him. So I chose him because it just felt right and I couldn't stand to not see him

About a year after I moved in he went camping with his family. I was not invited at the time because I was not with him yet and his family did not know that I was staying with him. As he is 10 1/2 years older than me. I was devastated that I would be home alone without him for a week. Come a couple days of breakdowns and heartache from other things that were happening in our relationship. I would sleep with a pillow with his cologne and try to get some type of sleep. One night that week are roommates decided to drink and then after I was intoxicated they asked me if I wanted to smoke weed. And so dumb of me I decided to smoke weed. The last thing I remember is being tired and just wanting to go to sleep next to my fake man body pillow. And I thought I could trust my roommates and leave the door open. And when I get flashbacks all I remember is one of my roommates, laying next to me in bed as I'm aware or whatever you would call it.

I still get flashbacks of me being his puppet. And eventually me on my stomach and him on top of me. And when I start to catch reality to wake up from The nightmare I start to make noises fear. And that is when he covered my mouth. I didn't get to tell the love of my life until a couple months later when he finally told me that he loved me. And when he said those words the weight collapsed off my chest until million pieces and finally I felt like I couldn't breathe again. but once again my breath was taken when he was upset because I didn't tell him right away.

And even though sometimes I get these body flinching and heart-wrenching flashbacks. I have so many things to remind me of why I'm an amazing person no matter how much I feel like he tainted my spirit and my body. A year after that are so we conceived in two and a half years later we have ourselves a beautiful two-year-old in an apartment of her own. Don't ever let those POS take away the life that you deserve.