Seeing him almost daily forced me to constantly relive my trauma. I struggled to enjoy prom when he was dancing close enough to touch me.Īt almost every high school event, he was there. I struggled to have fun when he was three seats away at a football game. He was one of the popular kids in school, and he seemed to have it all while I struggled to learn when he walked into my classes. Academically, I still kept almost perfect grades, but socially, I lost my friends and isolated myself. For me, forward meant my junior year in high school with him.Įver since my assault, high school became hard. I expected that a confession would result in action, however, the District Attorney said my report was untimely and, therefore, could not be taken on as a case.įeeling betrayed and shocked, I had to keep moving forward. To this day, sitting in the sterile police interrogation room with a male detective and elaborating on each microscopic detail of that day is one of the most difficult things I have ever had to do.Īfter reporting, I waited to hear my attacker’s response. Reach out confidentially to an advocate by calling the crisis line at 97.Īfter a whirlwind of tears, counselor conversations and questions, I decided to report.
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