JuliaR

I did for a long time. Couldn’t sleep without a nightlight. I went to psychotherapy and became open about my experience which made me think about it less. The thing I get told is... it wasn’t my fault. A lot of the time I spent thinking about it was when I kept telling myself that it was. But when I look back on it, at least the parts that I remember, I know it wasn’t. And the more people I told the more I got people being outraged by that behaviour that my rapist did that night. The more anger and people telling me it wasn’t my fault the less I thought about it. The more I talked about it the