Ugh, just fucking ugh

I had no idea that this was going on. As a woman who has experienced rape (Even if I was only 12 at the time), and everything that came to follow afterward, I find it incredibly disturbing that this happens. To say that therapy isn't a necessity after a rape is complete bullshit. The rape test alone can be disturbing, considering that not hours after you're raped, you get something else shoved up there by someone you've never met before so they can examine you. Therapy is needed to regain some sense of normalcy and acceptance of what happened. After something like that happens, you can't exactly turn to family or friends, especially those who don't know what it's like. They have no idea what to say, and to do that would only make them uncomfortable and you feel worse, because you start to think that no one knows what it feels like. That you're alone in what you've just experienced.

If I hadn't had therapy, I don't know what I'd be like today. Not only did I have one-on-one therapy, but I was also involved with group therapy with other sexual assault victims, one of which was actually a friend of mine.

I do think, after reading this, that I need to ask my father about some of the monetary aspects of my rape...

Now I'm really depressed... I didn't know that happened to you...

Eh, it happened ages ago. 13 years tomorrow, actually.

Happy ann-- oh shit.

Rofl. ;P

I had no idea that this was going on. As a woman who has experienced rape (Even if I was only 12 at the time), and everything that came to follow afterward, I find it incredibly disturbing that this happens. To say that therapy isn't a necessity after a rape is complete bullshit. The rape test alone can be disturbing, considering that not hours after you're raped, you get something else shoved up there by someone you've never met before so they can examine you. Therapy is needed to regain some sense of normalcy and acceptance of what happened. After something like that happens, you can't exactly turn to family or friends, especially those who don't know what it's like. They have no idea what to say, and to do that would only make them uncomfortable and you feel worse, because you start to think that no one knows what it feels like. That you're alone in what you've just experienced. If I hadn't had therapy, I don't know what I'd be like today. Not only did I have one-on-one therapy, but I was also involved with group therapy with other sexual assault victims, one of which was actually a friend of mine. I do think, after reading this, that I need to ask my father about some of the monetary aspects of my rape...

attentionwhore

Boviously.

Ugh! You're all horrible! Even to yourself!
I once knew a boy who was raped. He ended up becoming a pussy emo satanist transexual.

Actually...it's not that unusual for rape victims to end up with strange sexual kinks.

I wonder if I was sexually assaulted and just don't remember it, then...

You know, a bad thing about this is that sometimes those who don't go get therapy blame themselves. It's really fucked up and very sad.

Yeah. It's a thought that ingrains itself in the mind not long after the rape is over usually, and gets worse if it's not dealt with properly...

People who are raped should just be killed and put out of their misery afterwards since they're damaged anyway and people don't wanna listen to their bitching about it forever.

Same for fat kids.

Same for fat kids.

True enough.
If they aren't going to at least try and fix it, then they might as well stop then and there! I was once extremely Obese, until I went on Atkins diet. It screwed with my heart (too much meat), but I definately lost alot of weight. It's been a good 4 years, and now I've got some pretty great stamina. At least 4 hour work out every sunday.

Putting that aside, I knew a girl who was raped too. She still blames herself....
We had to write an essay about or life, one event for each year, and, I think it was on year eight, she started freaking out and crying a whole lot... she was quiet for a few days, too... I never experienced the problem, so, like stated before: I didn't know what to say. Being unable to help someone who ment so much... I honestly wanted to be, so that I could understand her, more....

Come into my van. I'll fix that problem.