Being raped is on of the worst experiences that a person can live through. The aftermath of rape is equally as terrible. As if being raped isn’t bad enough, the trauma from that event, the memories, the scars….they last forever.
It is bad enough that I am TERRIFIED to leave my house, or work once I arrive there safely. This is my everyday reality.
My roommate left a few days ago, and he won’t be back till next week. I am petrified. To the point where I sleep with a kitchen knife under my pillow.
It is completely unfair. My rapist lives his live unaccountable for his actions, untouched, unharmed, hell, I would not even be surprised if he jerks off to that morning and what he did to me. And I, am cursed to continue to live with flashbacks, nightmares, fear, visions, the inability to concentrate, sleep and eat.
I live every day of my life in fear, to the point where on most day’s, at least once, I become so overwhelmed with fear that I start to shake uncontrollably, and most day’s this happens more than once.
Rape has ruined my life…