It happened when I was 19, a freshman in college.
We were "together" or so I thought.
Things happened between us, and sometimes I was okay with it, sometimes I wasn't.
I was in pain. My mouth hurt, my stomach hurt, almost all the time.
He pushed me down and yanked on my hair, he always made me "finish".
I didn't ask for it.
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I never asked to have it follow me years later.
I never asked to ruin someone else's life by reporting it. I never wanted to report it.
Sometimes, you want someone to love you so badly that you'll do anything.
Sometimes, you can't love yourself enough to realize you deserve better.