My bloop name is from a character from diablo and before someone asks no I don't play.
But I am a nerd hence I hang out with nerds and things catch on.
Now the "Other stuff" I joined this site because I don't know anyone personally here.
My life story in short form goes like this, I have 5 siblings I am the youngest with a sixteen year age difference.
My up bringing was great, but I have angrophobia (Fear of being angry or people being angry at you. I am not afraid of being angry but well I have the other side of it.)
Anyway, I was a very scared kid this lead to me being anxious, then I was bullied I got depressed then antisocial then suicidal it took me years to get through this in the process I ended up in a bad place I was abused. And no I do not need anyones pity I just need documentation.
My father took his life when I was 12, I never got along with my mother.
So it has been very hard a year later a good male friend (Not only mum and my friend but dads.) Killed himself.
For a long time I was afraid of males.
My life is great despite my ? health condition.
Until my weekend, I don't know what to call it was it abuse or have I just totally lost it?
Short story my friend and his friend were at my house anyway I end up in a room with his friend.
His hand ends up on my thigh, my clothes end up leaving my body and well yes.
Anyway, this was non consensual, I never fought or told him to stop or said no.
What makes it worse he didn't use protection, and I don't think I can report it because of the two factors I stated above as well as that, okay this is hard for me okay.
I just wanted it to be over I wanted this animal off of me and out of my fucking house.
I wanted a shower I wanted him to go away, I wanted it all to go away I wanted him to get his fix and piss off.
So I rode him, why? You ask? I Wanted that bastard to stop I wanted him off and away from me.
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