A couple years ago now, me and my then boyfriend were drinking. We had drank together many times before. I ended up blacking out, and I have a 30 second memory of my panties coming down. Then the next thing I remember is throwing up in the trashcan.
I had no idea what happened, except that he was scared/mad because apparently I had yelled “rape.”
I realized after we broke up, and finally admitted to myself that I was sexually assaulted. Our roommate, a female, had always spoken out about how, “A woman cannot properly give consent if she is drunk,” and was always an advocate against sexual assault. You know what she told me? “You went in that room with him willingly like you had many times before, you were drunk, there is no way he sexually assaulted you.”
She took his side because they were best friends. I am still very angry and upset about the entire situation. I do not think I will ever be able to forgive either of them, especially her.
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