Tw mention of rape:
This is just a rant don’t read if you’re not comfortable to.
So on Monday an old friend messaged me telling me that my ex partner that did stuff to me was sentenced to jail for only four months and now is on parole for only two years. He wasn’t there for what he did to me I never told anyone except the old friend who told me this. He was there for what he did to four other girls. But I have a feeling he definitely did it to a lot more people, who just haven’t said anything. Or maybe no one believed them. I never said anything because he told me if I did that he would instead would kill him self he also told me some other things he would do which I’m not comfortable sharing here.
Anyway she sent me a whole ass article about it too and told me all of this out of no where. I said like “ew omg that’s disgusting” nothing of interest asked if she wanted to catchup even though I knew I ought to ignore her. I asked if she wanted to hangout she agreed and now she has blocked me?
And what’s ironic is that I stopped being friends with her because she continued being friends with this person, my assaulter I had told her what had happened many times but she just didn’t seem to care.
Idk why she thought telling me would be good idea. But ever since then I have been on the verge of tears and throwing up. He lives nearby too and even though I had no idea he was in jail I now feel more scared than ever. He’s been to my house before he knows where I live. I avoided going to the shopping centre next to where he lives just in case there was a chance to see him for two years! And whenever I did have to go I would wear baggy clothes hide my hair and wear a face mask. It was the most I could hide. And only in the past two years have I felt comfortable going back and now that I know he has done this to other people I knew already but now actually confirmed?
I already think about it everyday. Each time I look at the scars on my thighs I am reminded of what he did to me. When I wake up from a nightmare of it happening again. When my bf and I are doing it and we have to stop because suddenly I’m having a panic attack because it feels like I am there again.
I am mad that the police and the court know that he did this to at least four girls (not including me) and know that he doesn’t really understand what consent is (that’s what the article said his own lawyer said) and yet he only gets four months and two years of parole. I’ve never met these other girls but in the article it said they still aren’t doing too well.
I am also mad that this girl who messaged me and told me all about this acted all nice and cute then dumped this on me just blocks me after we make plans to hangout on Saturday.
I decided to watch this today because I first watched and read the book a few months after it all happened and it helped. Hopefully it helps tonight! Melinda’s story and mine are a so different but there’s one thing in common. We both had to look at a fucking tree.
Anyway I love this movie and book!
Also I had a teacher called Mr. Freeman! And had a secret room at my school too!
Tw mention of rape:
This is just a rant don’t read if you’re not comfortable to.
So on Monday an old friend messaged me telling me that my ex partner that did stuff to me was sentenced to jail for only four months and now is on parole for only two years. He wasn’t there for what he did to me I never told anyone except the old friend who told me this. He was there for what he did to four other girls. But I have a feeling he definitely did it to a lot more people, who just haven’t said anything. Or maybe no one believed them. I never said anything because he told me if I did that he would instead would kill him self he also told me some other things he would do which I’m not comfortable sharing here.
Anyway she sent me a whole ass article about it too and told me all of this out of no where. I said like “ew omg that’s disgusting” nothing of interest asked if she wanted to catchup even though I knew I ought to ignore her. I asked if she wanted to hangout she agreed and now she has blocked me?
And what’s ironic is that I stopped being friends with her because she continued being friends with this person, my assaulter I had told her what had happened many times but she just didn’t seem to care.
Idk why she thought telling me would be good idea. But ever since then I have been on the verge of tears and throwing up. He lives nearby too and even though I had no idea he was in jail I now feel more scared than ever. He’s been to my house before he knows where I live. I avoided going to the shopping centre next to where he lives just in case there was a chance to see him for two years! And whenever I did have to go I would wear baggy clothes hide my hair and wear a face mask. It was the most I could hide. And only in the past two years have I felt comfortable going back and now that I know he has done this to other people I knew already but now actually confirmed?
I already think about it everyday. Each time I look at the scars on my thighs I am reminded of what he did to me. When I wake up from a nightmare of it happening again. When my bf and I are doing it and we have to stop because suddenly I’m having a panic attack because it feels like I am there again.
I am mad that the police and the court know that he did this to at least four girls (not including me) and know that he doesn’t really understand what consent is (that’s what the article said his own lawyer said) and yet he only gets four months and two years of parole. I’ve never met these other girls but in the article it said they still aren’t doing too well.
I am also mad that this girl who messaged me and told me all about this acted all nice and cute then dumped this on me just blocks me after we make plans to hangout on Saturday.
I decided to watch this today because I first watched and read the book a few months after it all happened and it helped. Hopefully it helps tonight! Melinda’s story and mine are a so different but there’s one thing in common. We both had to look at a fucking tree.
Anyway I love this movie and book!
Also I had a teacher called Mr. Freeman! And had a secret room at my school too!
