I met a guy recently that I really liked, for the first time I felt alive and special. Well one night we were talking and he was asking me why I wouldnt open up and why I kept holding back. I decided that that was the time to tell him about my past and the fact that I was raped. I was not going to tell him who it was, because he knew the guy who hurt me as well.
About that time, my friend told me that he already knew, and that I didnt need to explain. He knew!! I didnt tell him and only 2 people, me and the guy who hurt me, knew about that night. I felt like my insides had been ripped out. My friend proceded to tell me that it didnt matter and he didnt care, but I do.
Now he doesnt understand what my problem is. For 2 years I blamed myself for that night and told myself that I was making it up and it didn't happen the way I remember, that it wasn't a big deal. My friend wont tell me what he knows or who told him, but I know that at least 6 more people know about it. I dont know what to think, If they all know, the guy told them, and if he told them, what did he say?
This has brought back all the old memories and insecurities, I'm scared, and hurt. He says no one blames me, but how can that be? I feel like I need to know what he heard, who told him and what is being said. He wont tell me because he says he was sworn to secrecy, some stupid guy thing, and I'm too scared to ask anyone else that I know has heard.
I dont know what I need, advice or kind words. Mostly I think I needed to get it off my chest, and share with people who understand. I was doing so well, and now I'm back to the old ways of thinking and I hate it.
About that time, my friend told me that he already knew, and that I didnt need to explain. He knew!! I didnt tell him and only 2 people, me and the guy who hurt me, knew about that night. I felt like my insides had been ripped out. My friend proceded to tell me that it didnt matter and he didnt care, but I do.
Now he doesnt understand what my problem is. For 2 years I blamed myself for that night and told myself that I was making it up and it didn't happen the way I remember, that it wasn't a big deal. My friend wont tell me what he knows or who told him, but I know that at least 6 more people know about it. I dont know what to think, If they all know, the guy told them, and if he told them, what did he say?
This has brought back all the old memories and insecurities, I'm scared, and hurt. He says no one blames me, but how can that be? I feel like I need to know what he heard, who told him and what is being said. He wont tell me because he says he was sworn to secrecy, some stupid guy thing, and I'm too scared to ask anyone else that I know has heard.
I dont know what I need, advice or kind words. Mostly I think I needed to get it off my chest, and share with people who understand. I was doing so well, and now I'm back to the old ways of thinking and I hate it.
I am so sorry. I know what it feels like, in my personal life, to have a similar event happen, and how traumatizing that alone can be.

