A
female
age
30-35,
anonymous
writes:This is a tribute to my friend who was raped and suffered in silence for two years.Don't suffer in silence! Speak up!This is for all the women (and men) who have been sexually abused.My friend was a normal girl, a straight A student and someone who I was so close to. She wanted to be a doctor and had all her life goals set.One day I had noticed she was acting well out of character. She was failing in her studies and wouldn't talk to anyone. She was the type who went out and had a laugh with her mates, but never went out at all for months and was severely depressed. All her friends tried to ask and make her feel better, but she never told anyone what was the matter.A year had passed and I couldn't take how much she was suffering so I confronted her and found out the truth. She had been raped.She told me that he was a nice bloke at first. Charming and thoughtful. He took her around places, to resturants and shops and always payed the bill. But he took advantage of her and left her mentally scarred.She was so terrified that he'd do it again and would really hurt her if she spoke up. So she kept it to her self for almost a year and a half. I didn't know this guy but I was outraged by what he had done.I promised her that I wouldn't tell a soul, and I kept it. Six months on she had been self harming and had troubles sleeping at night. She'd be cautious and frightened when she was around other men. For two years she had suffered because of this man's doings. I felt helpless as I watched her wasting away and all because of what he had done.Eventually, she managed to tell me who this person was and the horrific details. I felt really sick listening and decided that her suffering had to stop. I took her to the doctors and promised her that I would help her get over it. We told the doctor and she checked over my friend to check to see the physical damage. I then told her that she couldn't stop at the doctor, but she was affraid that he would find out if she told the police. I felt guilty for what I did then as I rang the police and told them what had happened to her. In my mind it was the wrong thing to do, but in my heart I know she would have understood.In the end, the police caught the guy and took him away. She was so relieved that she could finally stop worrying and stop being scared. She still get's cautious with men now and again, but the old her is back and it's an amazing thing to know that she's better.So for all you people who have been abused, don't suffer in silence! It's the worse thing to do.Tell someoneDon't let them do what they did to you to someone else.Thanks for reading
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reader, anonymous, writes (13 May 2009): Anon - great post and well done you for being a the best friend ever.
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