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Hello, Dad. Its me, your daughter. I'm sorry I'm leaving, Dad, but I must tell you the reason. Remember a few years ago, dad? When I got that job that I loved working for GM/a Production Company/ the government. It was my dream job, dad. You know how hard I worked to get there, dad. I was also going to marry the love of my life, dad. My life was perfect, dad.
Then one night at a get together with co- workers, I was raped, dad. We all went over to xx's place, like we had done before. We were having fun, dad. There was drinking, dad, but I knew one of my co-workers was going to drive me home so I had more than usual. Fiance didn't usually come to my after work parties, dad, because he wanted me to have fun and make friends. I made friends with people at work, dad. That night, dad, when I went to the bathroom, someone grabbed me and pushed me into the bedroom across from the bathroom. He locked the door, dad. I didn't know the guy, dad. When I started talking, he pushed me down on the bed, dad. He covered my screams with his hand, dad. I tried scratching and kicking but he was to big for me, dad. Why didn't anyone from the party help me, dad? After he left, I cried in that bed for hours, dad. The house's owner found me and said, "looks like you had fun". I told them I was raped, dad. It was hard, but I said the word. My co-worker asked by who, but I didn't know his name, dad. They looked uncomfortable and said I should leave. I went to the police, but they didn't seem to care, dad. I didn't know the name, and they said I probably drank too much. I went to the hospital, and they did an exam, dad. I felt lonely and humiliated, dad. I had a few bruises but no semen, dad. He used a condom, dad. They stored away my information,dad. The police said it looked like I had sex but no proof of rape, dad. Only my word, dad.
I didn't tell anyone else, dad. I called off work repeatedly, and never answered the phone, dad. When I went to work, everyone treated me different, dad. I had no more friends, dad. The co-worker whose house it was told everyone that I had sex that night but was too drunk to remember who it was, dad. They teased me, dad. I couldn't bear all those people looking at me, dad. I stopped going to work, dad. I hated myself, dad. I felt dirty and ugly and crazy, dad. Couldn't people see something was wrong with me? I never told fiance, and I never let him touch or kiss me again, dad. I yelled at him about everything, dad, even small things. I wanted him to stay and help me, but who would ever want or love me, dad? I felt used. I couldn't stop having nightmares , dad. I never spoke with anyone, dad. People were worried about me, but I was afraid, dad. Afraid they would blame me. Afraid they wouldn't love me anymore, dad. What if they didn't believe me too? I started drinking to block the pain, dad. Drugs when I could get them. I tried a new job, dad. I tried counseling, dad.
The pain was too much, dad. Maybe it was my fault, dad. I was drinking. Maybe my dress was too tight, dad. Why did this happen to me, dad? I was a good person like you wanted, dad. I was your princess, wasn't I, dad? No one believed me; no one helped. He is still out there, dad. I think of him everyday, dad. It’s a sad situation dad, that the man who raped me is free, and I'm leaving. Hopefully you believe me, dad. Now I'm leaving. Don't blame yourself, dad. I wish I was stronger for you. Remember me as your princess; when you held my hand, dad. I'm sorry I was raped and I have to leave. I love you, dad, from daughter.
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