This post inspired by this truly powerful post.
When I was 13, I was raped by three men. When I tried to tell my dad, (who's memory I loathe to this day), he backhanded me into a wall and said I was lying, because things like that didn't happen to boys. No police report was ever filed. For all I know, the three who did this assulted others in the same way.
It took three days for the blood spots in my underwear to go away. It took almost ten years to come to terms with what happened - and to not allow it to affect me any more.
Time, love, and patience is what helped. Things I didn't get when it happened - but what I got later on. Not to mention friends that would like to bring my father back to life so they can beat the snot out of him for me.
More of my friends than I care to admit have had this happen - and very few men to this way will want to talk about it if it happens to them.
No, I am neither ashamed or a victim any longer.
My name is Patrick, and I'm a survivor of sexual violence.
No Pity. No Shame. No Silence.
When I was 13, I was raped by three men. When I tried to tell my dad, (who's memory I loathe to this day), he backhanded me into a wall and said I was lying, because things like that didn't happen to boys. No police report was ever filed. For all I know, the three who did this assulted others in the same way.
It took three days for the blood spots in my underwear to go away. It took almost ten years to come to terms with what happened - and to not allow it to affect me any more.
Time, love, and patience is what helped. Things I didn't get when it happened - but what I got later on. Not to mention friends that would like to bring my father back to life so they can beat the snot out of him for me.
More of my friends than I care to admit have had this happen - and very few men to this way will want to talk about it if it happens to them.
No, I am neither ashamed or a victim any longer.
My name is Patrick, and I'm a survivor of sexual violence.
No Pity. No Shame. No Silence.
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Date: 2004-08-02 02:16 pm (UTC)My name is Susan, and I'm a survivor of sexual violence. I'll tell my story sometime, I don't think I'm quite ready yet.
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Date: 2004-08-02 02:23 pm (UTC)I have been so lucky . . .
Date: 2004-08-03 04:31 pm (UTC)Susan, you are my dearest love and my best friend, and I'm prouder of you than you know for facing this.
Patrick, you are my friend and my brother, and I'm proud to call you both.
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Date: 2004-08-02 02:35 pm (UTC)JOhn.
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Date: 2004-08-02 02:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-02 03:04 pm (UTC)*hug*
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Date: 2004-08-02 06:48 pm (UTC)*hug*
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Date: 2004-08-02 08:16 pm (UTC)I understand the reasons. - and you have what support and comfort I may give you for them.
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Date: 2004-08-02 09:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-02 09:51 pm (UTC)No Pity. No Shame. No Silence. Blessed Be, Angelique
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Date: 2004-08-03 01:56 am (UTC)I hope you're OK. I'm lucky in that this never happened to me, but it breaks my heart to read about others who've been through it. I really can't say what drew me to your post specifically, but angel, you're in my thoughts. Peace.
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Date: 2004-08-03 09:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-04 04:05 pm (UTC)It take a lot of guts to post something like that, the shock and revulsion I felt at reading what happened to you took my breath away.
No pity, just admiration for courage.