Got orally raped in 2004 by a guy I was living with in Mexico. I was staying with his family and... ugh. They were awful people. I was abused by the family as a whole. Neglect, included. Would have gone to the cops, except that when I switched families, they wouldn't let me leave until I told them- they thought I was making it up, but then they brought in the guy and he said it was my fault. My chaperone got SO pissed.
Molested at a public pool when I was fourteen. I don't swim anymore, also because I tore a ton of muscle in my shoulders in 8th grade when I benched too much during swim team.
I was taken advantage by a guy who broke my heart when I was fifteen. I was so sleep deprived, I had no idea what I was doing. He actually had the nerve to say something about how he didn't find me pretty.
And about my ex-
I went to the Dean of Res Life to tell her about what happened between my ex and I, and my friend went with me. We had been smoking Bidi's beforehand and she said to my friend, "You smell like pot, I'm gonna kick your a**." My friend said, "******** you." and she said, "Excuse me?"
It was classic.
It was, except for the fact that she didn't call what happened to me "rape", even though she was a rape crisis counselor for fifteen years. the people at the RCC ended up screaming their heads off at her for it. There was a trial.
He's suspended for the spring semester, and if he chooses to come back next fall, he can't live on campus for a year. When the entire campus finds out, I'll be a hero, I swear.
I said my statement regarding all the incidents of abuse, and after that, he sounded extremely rehearsed, and made me look bad by making it seem like he was a good kid and how I was mentally unstable. He kept on babbling about different points in our relationship, that were not important in any sense of the word.
I used the instability to my advantage. I said, "Yeah, I am sick, I've been going to a psychatrist and I'll be diagnosed really soon". They seriously sympathized with me.
All of my witnesses had valuable information about his violent nature, some of whom were victim to harmful physical contact, and also saw small bits of sexual interaction, which he lied a ton about.
He had NO advocates. His main advocate didn't show up until the third hour of the trial, and his other two advocates were retarded; they're two of the biggest potheads in the freshman class. One of them got yelled at for backtalking one of the students on the board (there were two students, one male one female, and a faculty member, none of which could be in any of our departments, and the dean of residental life), which was really funny to watch.
The other guy sounded like he got paid, and he was just so stupid in his statements, he said nothing that was backing him up, and I have a feeling part of it is because I know he thinks I'm really hot, and I've smoked out with him once before, and he said all this stuff regarding a new dealer he goes to. Oh, and he had this HUGE thing of pot on his shoe. I was amazed no one saw it; I had the hardest time keeping from cracking up.
All of his advocates said something about how they "didn't like him at first" and how they were "victims of his threats" at one point or another. His advocate wrote notes down with his opinion of the trial, and gave it to the dean of residental life, which was okay because my advocate spoke to her earlier on, but it looked like she didn't even read it. They had to kick them out and tell them to shut up cause they wouldn't stop talking. It was very funny. That b***h went down, I'll tell ya.
Honestly, when people find out that I was the one who got him kicked, they're going to think I'm a hero. Or they'll just be really shocked, because everyone hated him and wanted to beat the s**t out of him, but never had the guts to do anything. and I was the only one to speak up. Victory on my part.
Oh and guess what? He's on Gaia too.
