It felt like I was drowning.
I’ll never forget the bus ride after the assault.
It just felt like there was no way I could ever explain myself or tell someone what had really happened.
When I went to school on Monday this lady who was a school counselor and a friend of mine had heard things in the hallways about something going on between me and this boy, so she came up to me and asked what was going on.
I told her that I had said no.
She told me that what had happened was very wrong.
It was validating to hear somebody say that it was wrong before I said it.
I was very lucky that the staff at my school were so supportive, because I don’t know if I would have told anyone if I hadn’t had that relationship with someone there.
I want to give a shout out to the girls who are very scared and very nervous and don’t know who to tell. I know what that’s like. I know what it’s like to think life will never be simple and happy again.
But it does happen. It’s a different timeframe and a different journey for everyone.
There’s justice in sticking up for yourself.