Becoming a sexual assault survivor
I am a sexual assault survivor. I never thought those are words I would utter let alone write.
I didn't immediately recall my memories of that night's events. Eventually, my memories of that awful night returned. Apparently, I had been in and out of consciousness.
People I thought were friends were visiting me in a city in Utah.We went out for drinks. I did not drink much.
They drugged me. Then a bisexual woman, her younger brother, and another man sexually assaulted me.
I was lured away for something I thought would be consensual. The man and I were together but alone. The next thing I remembered is the woman and two men screaming f---k she's waking up and running away. I must have lost consciousness again.
We were all together once more when the woman said to the men rape her, force her! They did not.
She talked about putting hand sanitizer inside of me. They said she's coming and liquid of some kind came out of me.
The woman said "let's just get it over now. Let's kill her."
She said let's harvest her organs and sell them.
Earlier in the night, she had been near the kitchen. She said let's use a zucchini. Her mom loves zucchini let's make her hate it. I was penetrated with something. Not surprisingly, zucchini disgusts me now.
She said we have to do this right. We have to really scare her. Jon paid us to do this. I believe she was referring to the sexual assault.
The woman and two men talked about robbing houses nearby.
She said let's make her up. I think they applied cosmetics and put me in a wig.
Another woman drove up to the house. The group asked if she wanted to help film a movie. She said no and said she would gossip about me. I recognized her voice it was another friend, a Hispanic female. She showed up to a sexual assault and dare I say an attempted rape?
I think the other woman and the two men had been filming the sexual assault, which is mortifying. There could be a revenge porn tape out there and I didn't even consent to make it.
For the most part, I am fine romantically in other ways I will never be the same.
I am convinced there are wicked people in the world and I've met some of them.
I didn't immediately recall my memories of that night's events. Eventually, my memories of that awful night returned. Apparently, I had been in and out of consciousness.
People I thought were friends were visiting me in a city in Utah.We went out for drinks. I did not drink much.
They drugged me. Then a bisexual woman, her younger brother, and another man sexually assaulted me.
I was lured away for something I thought would be consensual. The man and I were together but alone. The next thing I remembered is the woman and two men screaming f---k she's waking up and running away. I must have lost consciousness again.
We were all together once more when the woman said to the men rape her, force her! They did not.
She talked about putting hand sanitizer inside of me. They said she's coming and liquid of some kind came out of me.
The woman said "let's just get it over now. Let's kill her."
She said let's harvest her organs and sell them.
Earlier in the night, she had been near the kitchen. She said let's use a zucchini. Her mom loves zucchini let's make her hate it. I was penetrated with something. Not surprisingly, zucchini disgusts me now.
She said we have to do this right. We have to really scare her. Jon paid us to do this. I believe she was referring to the sexual assault.
The woman and two men talked about robbing houses nearby.
She said let's make her up. I think they applied cosmetics and put me in a wig.
Another woman drove up to the house. The group asked if she wanted to help film a movie. She said no and said she would gossip about me. I recognized her voice it was another friend, a Hispanic female. She showed up to a sexual assault and dare I say an attempted rape?
I think the other woman and the two men had been filming the sexual assault, which is mortifying. There could be a revenge porn tape out there and I didn't even consent to make it.
For the most part, I am fine romantically in other ways I will never be the same.
I am convinced there are wicked people in the world and I've met some of them.
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