Hi... I'm Aly, and I have PTSD from a rape.

Here's my story:

It all started back in July. I had just gotten out of a psychiatric hospital for a severe overdose (suicide attempt) and I was still feeling lost. Y'know? Seeking companionship? I met this guy. (Details on who will be left out due to personal preference) He was super sweet to me! I guess he just said all the right things.... I was so vulnerable and caught off guard. I wanted someone to relate with! Talk to... And just be friends with! Anyway... Deep down that wasn't his intentions...

He told me he was from Missouri. And that he came to Illinois to visit his grandma who was sick. He told me he was 15 and he had a dog named Biscuit! He even showed me pictures of his little golden pup! 😊

Anyway...

It was just a normal day.... Sunny, bright, and quite warm. My parents and siblings had left to go to the community racing event in a neighboring town... They didn't know I hung out with this person... So after they left I decided to go hang out with him.

We were sitting on his front deck... he had just showed me a funny meme. 🙃 Then he said he was going to get a water bottle and asked if I wanted one... I of course said yes. And we walked inside his house.... I didn't think anything of it! It was just an innocent situation!! I was so wrong! 😣

He then locked the door and threw me to the ground... I tried to fight back when I realized what he was doing. But, I've always been a noodle 😌

After... Everything happened... (He tortured and raped me for almost two hours) He threatened me into silence... He said everything he told me was a lie. He just wanted to lure me in... And that I had fell for it so easily. 🙁

I ran home... And I haven't seen him since....

But... He told me he'd be back for me... And that I better behave...😖

I never told my parents... They only just recently found out.

The things he did to me are unspeakable... I have nightmares. And flashbacks. I dissociate so much....

I'm working through it. I get better every day though.

Thanks for reading 🙂 It means a lot to me.