Doesn't Make Any Sense

KittyCatPWY

My ex boyfriend drugged and raped me. But wait, that doesn't make any sense.

Your boyfriend can't rape you.

Because you agreed to be his. 

And because you are woman you are sex object.

And because you are sex objects you are asking for it.

And because you are asking for it you cannot be raped. 

My grandfather molested and silenced me. But wait, that doesn't make any sense. 

He's a "good man", he's family so it doesn't count. 

And because you were young it was just your imagination. 

And because it was just you're imagination, it never happened. 

And because it never happened, "Your PTSD doesn't make any sense" my mother tells me. 

  • Author: KittyCatPWY (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 14th, 2016 16:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments2

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    THANKS FOR CARING & SHARING KITTY ~ You are very Brave. PTSD is brought on by the TRAUMAS you describe and to me it does make sense. I always respect my Ladies and RAPE is the worst trauma a Young Girl can experience especially at the hand of a "trusted" member of the Family or a Boy Friend. Thinking of you and praying for you for release and healing. Hugs BRIAN

  • Mads

    I understand and can relate 100%. I feel for you



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