I don’t know if you go on tumblr anymore, but I was told something today and it angered me and I needed to rant about it in a place where you could possibly read it.
I heard that you say you can’t be my friend because of “the graduation/basement party” and your mom doesn’t want my “slutty behavior” rubbing off on you.
I am not a slut you god damn fucking cunt.
I didnt have sex in your basement. I was assaulted. I wasn’t conscious. I didn’t give consent. I wasn’t even asked for consent. I was date raped. I woke up. Naked. Confused. Violated. But thats fine right? Fuck.
When I went for help I was victim blamed. It was my fault. I should have been sober. I was asking for it.
So for months I thought it was my fault and I continued to date the man that hurt me so much. I was terrified. I was uncomfortable. I cried myself to sleep every night that summer. I still cry myself to sleep most nights. But I smile during the day. Never let them see you cry.
Last year I got real help. People helped me. I am sober now. I don’t drink to hide.
But I still can’t trust men. I can never trust them.
And I still don’t trust my friends. I can never trust them.
I still don’t trust myself. I can never trust myself.
But I don’t hate myself anymore.
You are one of the reasons I hated myself. You are a horrifying person. The fact that you are so blind makes me question that you have a soul.
I hope you read this and see what an ignorant twat you are. I don’t want you to feel bad for me, or be my friend again. I could never be friends with someone like you.