Y’all I just need to share my story and hopefully connect with a few women n join a support group because I can’t talk to my family and I don’t have any friends...

June 2016 I met this man at a park near my mothers house his and mine kids played basketball and we just talked where I learned he was married...before he left he asked for my phone number so that our kids could get together for play dates..

So he text me and we started talking and the conversation turned sexual...of course I knew it was wrong since he was married but me being lonely and dumb I entertained the conversation...

Couple weeks later my own personal guilt prevented me from entertaining the conversation any further and I told him that if he can’t keep the conversation purely friendly then we should just stop talking.

He said okay he could do that and that he just wants to be a supportive friend to me because he likes to mentor young women.

I said okay well I had recently moved into an apartment and I had nothing so one night he offered to bring over some dishes for me and some wine (I really loved to drink wine)

So since all I had was my bedroom furniture we hung out in my room but before he got there I told him NO SEX we are just hanging out.

So when he got there we were having a good time I drank one glass of moscato and I was showing him some of the new clothes I had just been gifted from one of my co workers

He told me he wanted to see me in one of the dresses and while I changed he went to go pour me another glass of wine (I think that’s when he slipped something into my drink) all I remember after him getting back was taking a sip from the glass and starting to feel super woozy and he told me to sit on his lap which was when I must have passed out...

When i woke up he was having oral sex with me and fingering me and I realized I couldn’t move my body so I just moaned out NO PLEASE STOP and I passed back out when I woke up again (I have no idea how much time passed) he was on top of me having extremely rough sex with me and I started crying saying no please stop I don’t want to do this with you and he pushed his 6 foot 5 Lb 200+ pound frame down on top of me so hard I couldn’t breathe when I woke up after that he was gone.

My sheets were full of blood and my vagina was so sore and swollen I could barely walk I told a co worker about the events and she said girl I think you were RAPED after that I didn’t know what to think

I felt like it was my fault because I allowed him to come over my house and even though I told him I didn’t want to have sex with him I felt like I inviting him over and drinking wine that I brought it on myself it’s years later and I recently saw him at the gym and I immediately felt sick I didn’t acknowledge him and he didn’t come up to me but now I am so scared to go to the gym because I don’t want to run into him again

Thanks for reading my story if you read all this it felt therapeutic typing it out