When I was little people would always worn me about things that could happen to me. I always listened but thought that bad things would never actually happen to me.
When I was 16 I went to the Made in America concert. I was having a good time dancing when my ex boyfriends friend came up to me. He made me drink. The rest of the night was a blur. I completely blacked out and found myself on the ground under him with police pulling us apart. At that time, I was too out of it to realize what had happened. The next week I found out that he had raped me. When I tried to report it there was “too much” grey area for the police to do anything.
Having this happen to me has changed me in a good way, I think. I struggle with the fact that it happened but I have become such a stronger person. I channeled my pain into a cause and have been trying to get active in women’s rights since. Having this happen to me I felt like I wasn’t a person and it made me never want anyone to have to feel like they are less important and less of a person than someone else.