I'm so sorry you went through that. Thank you for sharing your story.
I did every stupid thing, including ending up drunk in the apartment of my two male friends when I was 22 and they were 23 and 24. I was so drunk that I went in the shower with all my clothes on and came out, without turning off the water, half naked. They wrapped me in a towel and put me to sleep in one of their beds, I don't even remember which.
This could be a horrible story, but instead it just gave me a terrible hangover.
I'd hooked up with both of the guys at one point or another earlier. One of them wanted to date me.
This could be a horrible story, about how one or both of them raped me and how in the eyes of society I would have deserved it, what was I thinking, but instead it's a story of how I had good friends. I never questioned whether I'd be safe with them, and it turned out I didn't need to question it. I don't think they ever congratulated themselves for not being rapists either. They made fun of me a lot for getting so fucking drunk.
That's how every story like that should end.
One of those men is the Penguin, and I'm married to him now.
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Date: 2012-08-24 07:41 pm (UTC)I did every stupid thing, including ending up drunk in the apartment of my two male friends when I was 22 and they were 23 and 24. I was so drunk that I went in the shower with all my clothes on and came out, without turning off the water, half naked. They wrapped me in a towel and put me to sleep in one of their beds, I don't even remember which.
This could be a horrible story, but instead it just gave me a terrible hangover.
I'd hooked up with both of the guys at one point or another earlier. One of them wanted to date me.
This could be a horrible story, about how one or both of them raped me and how in the eyes of society I would have deserved it, what was I thinking, but instead it's a story of how I had good friends. I never questioned whether I'd be safe with them, and it turned out I didn't need to question it. I don't think they ever congratulated themselves for not being rapists either. They made fun of me a lot for getting so fucking drunk.
That's how every story like that should end.
One of those men is the Penguin, and I'm married to him now.