I honest to God hoped I would never be part of this statistic and had always thought myself so lucky that, at twenty seven year old, I had never had a traumatising experience because of the actions of another human being. But here I am.
More than one in three women have experienced sexual violence in their life. I am now part of that group.
I thought I was just helping a neighbour living in my building. Before I realised what direction this was taking, he started asking questions about my living situation and relationships. Then he touched my hair. With this big red flag waving in my face I decided to bolt out the door, which he saw as an opportunity to grab my ass and compliment it. I ran up the stairs and basically into my neighbour. It wasn't until I talked to her that I realized what had happened. That I had been assaulted.
I spent the entirety of Wednesday scared to step outside my front door. I am still scared to be alone in my own damn apartment. Police have been informed, the landlord knows what happens, the people at college have been told. All the formal stuff that needed to be done is done and now I need to find a way to at least get to working on being normal again. Physically I am totally fine, but mentally I honestly don't know how I feel.
I am putting this out there because I need to talk about it and not keep it bottled up. Feel free to ask questions or reach out to me either in this thread or through DMs.
More than one in three women have experienced sexual violence in their life. I am now part of that group.
I thought I was just helping a neighbour living in my building. Before I realised what direction this was taking, he started asking questions about my living situation and relationships. Then he touched my hair. With this big red flag waving in my face I decided to bolt out the door, which he saw as an opportunity to grab my ass and compliment it. I ran up the stairs and basically into my neighbour. It wasn't until I talked to her that I realized what had happened. That I had been assaulted.
I spent the entirety of Wednesday scared to step outside my front door. I am still scared to be alone in my own damn apartment. Police have been informed, the landlord knows what happens, the people at college have been told. All the formal stuff that needed to be done is done and now I need to find a way to at least get to working on being normal again. Physically I am totally fine, but mentally I honestly don't know how I feel.
I am putting this out there because I need to talk about it and not keep it bottled up. Feel free to ask questions or reach out to me either in this thread or through DMs.
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