In the summer of 1985 I was 18yrs old and had just graduated high school and was headed to college in the fall. I was dating a guy and we were very much in love. Another guy I had dated briefly months before who broke it off with me, (he was 23) was throwing a party for Live Aid at his mom's house where he lived also. My boyfriend was working until 11:30pm so I went over about 9p to hang out with everyone until he arrived. The guy was making margaritas or daiquiris and I had a few. I was sitting in a chair watching TV and everyone else was in another room. The next thing I remember was waking up with the guy having sex with me. At that moment my boyfriend is coming down the hall calling my name. I call back to him and the guy gets up and dressed and ran out to my boyfriend. My boyfriend came into the room and dressed me and carried me out. I couldn't walk. After my boyfriend took me home and put me on my bed he went back to the house to do some damage to the guy but he was met at the door by the guy and his buddies and told my boyfriend that I "was chasing him all over the house naked and begging for him to have sex with me". My boyfriend believed it and it slowly destroyed our relationship and my life forever.

Unfortunately this was not the last time something like that happened. 4 years later I was partying with a guy I knew from the club I worked at. I trusted too easily. A couple of other girls I knew joined us. I got increasingly intoxicated from coke and beer but I was aware enough to realize he was trying to get rid of the other two girls. I subtly begged them not to leave me alone with him but they left. Not long after that I woke up on the floor and yes again a man was violating me. I ended up having to sleep in the same bed with him and woke up terrified when I realized what had happened (again!) I got out of there as soon as I could but not before being violated once more. Being hungover and confused and here's this man telling me he wants a relationship with me!? I was scared that he wouldn't let me leave unless I let him have his way. I'm adding this to my original story bc I'm thinking I'm not the only one who's had multiple experiences of being violated. The 1st time is bad enough but if it happens again the shame is worse bc you think wtf is wrong with me that this keeps happening?! I want to tell you it's not you or me. There are real predators out there who target their victims according to their own twisted criteria. Friends: Don't leave your friends in a questionable situation. If it feels wrong it probably is.