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Last summer (July 2017) I went to my LDR boyfriend's hometown with him. I live in another country so I flew in and was staying at his family's apartment with them for a week. I was a virgin and he knew that, he wasn't though. He told me that it was okay and that he didn't mind waiting. We had been dating for over a year at this point while he was in grade 12, and I in grade 11. We had met each other's parents and had a great relationship.
Throughout this post, keep in mind that I was on birth control, but for health reasons. I didn't plan on having sex.
The last night that I was there, we were fooling around a little bit, nothing that we hadn't done before. I told him that we should stop, that I wanted to go to sleep because I was flying out early in the morning the next day. He didn't stop. He forced me to ride him and I tried to get off but he was too strong and wouldn't let me go. After he came, he picked me up after him and told me to go shower. I felt disgusted with myself. He had been such a nice guy before this and we never had any problems. While I was taking a shower I started to bleed. The blood ran down my leg and the tears rolled down my face.
When I went back to my room, he was gone. He was asleep in his room and had left me to deal with everything on my own. I was happy to leave the next day.
This wasn't the first time I was sexually assaulted, and sadly, I don't think it will be the last.
Throughout this post, keep in mind that I was on birth control, but for health reasons. I didn't plan on having sex.
The last night that I was there, we were fooling around a little bit, nothing that we hadn't done before. I told him that we should stop, that I wanted to go to sleep because I was flying out early in the morning the next day. He didn't stop. He forced me to ride him and I tried to get off but he was too strong and wouldn't let me go. After he came, he picked me up after him and told me to go shower. I felt disgusted with myself. He had been such a nice guy before this and we never had any problems. While I was taking a shower I started to bleed. The blood ran down my leg and the tears rolled down my face.
When I went back to my room, he was gone. He was asleep in his room and had left me to deal with everything on my own. I was happy to leave the next day.
This wasn't the first time I was sexually assaulted, and sadly, I don't think it will be the last.
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