It is sad but we live in a world where I feel lucky to say I have never been a victim of sexual assault. The picture you posted to accompany your post reminds me of a quote which roughly said “There is no ‘consensual sex’. There is sex, and anything else is rape.” You are very brave for speaking about your experience and offering other survivors hope, and telling them the truth in that it is never their fault. Thank you.
My first time was a “rape-ish” situation where I gave consent, but only after being pressured and begged and coerced into it. (I really want this with you/ it will bring us closer together/ I want to make you feel good/ please, please please, etc.) I didn’t feel very ready but I told myself I was as ready as I’d ever be, said, “okay,” and we did it for about 20 minutes in the backseat of his car. (He dumped me less than a week later, telling me he was in love with my best friend, but that’s irrelevant to this article.) I don’t have any trauma nor do I claim I am a rape survivor- The ex and I kept hooking up later as friends with benefits and are still friends to this day. I guess it’s more of a regret that I gave in, but where do you draw the line when it comes to being pressured by someone you think you love?
It is sad but we live in a world where I feel lucky to say I have never been a victim of sexual assault. The picture you posted to accompany your post reminds me of a quote which roughly said “There is no ‘consensual sex’. There is sex, and anything else is rape.” You are very brave for speaking about your experience and offering other survivors hope, and telling them the truth in that it is never their fault. Thank you.
My first time was a “rape-ish” situation where I gave consent, but only after being pressured and begged and coerced into it. (I really want this with you/ it will bring us closer together/ I want to make you feel good/ please, please please, etc.) I didn’t feel very ready but I told myself I was as ready as I’d ever be, said, “okay,” and we did it for about 20 minutes in the backseat of his car. (He dumped me less than a week later, telling me he was in love with my best friend, but that’s irrelevant to this article.) I don’t have any trauma nor do I claim I am a rape survivor- The ex and I kept hooking up later as friends with benefits and are still friends to this day. I guess it’s more of a regret that I gave in, but where do you draw the line when it comes to being pressured by someone you think you love?