I am a rape survivor.
It took me a full year to accept to myself what had happened to me. You could say I forgot, blacked it out, protected myself, temporary amnesia, etc. Whatever it was, remembering it was like an epiphany. All the built up anger, it had never made sense. Until I remembered.
My ex boyfriend forced me to have sex with him.
We were living together in a tiny apartment, although we already separated/broken up when it happened.
The relationship was verbally violent in nature from the beginning, but I stayed with him in hopes of getting him help. Until it reached the breaking point.
He threatened to kill me.
This is me learning to cope with the anger and the flashbacks.
This is me surviving.