I was 19 years old and a sophomore in college. I had never had sex. I was naiive. I met a senior boy on a dating app during finals week and told him I didn't want to have sex, but eventually agreed to a make-out session. He immediately pressured me into doing more. I gave him a blowjob to try to appease him, but he wouldn't stop, even when I said I was a virgin and wasn't ready. I said no many times. He said he'd use a condom but didn't. When I kept saying it hurt, he said, "You just have to let it happen." When I left, he asked me if I had a good time and I said yes. I hate myself for it. I went to the hospital and got a rape kit done. I struggled with panic attacks in the days after and went back to the emergency room on suicide watch, which I remember vividly and which was extremely traumatic. I lost my entire friend group over it and sank into the deepest depression I have ever known. I struggled with extreme anxiety, self-hatred, shame, and hopelessness. The next semester of school I did everything I could to keep myself alive, especially because I was rooming with the friends who had emotionally abandoned me and now were being cruel. My assault was on campus and I would have to drive to local coffee shops to do work without triggering a panic attack. I am now 21 years old and a senior in college. I have a new friend group, all of whom are good people. I have a 3.91 GPA and I am writing a thesis about which I am very passionate. I am singing again. It is easier to breathe. I still struggle a great deal with depression, resentment, and shame. I feel like I am grieving what I lost and who I would have been. I had to grow up so fast, and it hurts that I have so much to carry at so young an age. But I have also found great strength within myself. I think I am a kinder and empathetic person because of what I have gone through. Some days are worse than others. Sometimes it hits me by surprise. I am still figuring out who I want to be. I've struggled with dating since my assault, but hopefully someday that will be a possibility for me. It is still so hard, but I have hope again.