I moved out of the house I was raped in and into my own house. It is weird, but an awesome feeling. That house, my parents house, gave me bad memories. I would wake up in the position which it happened and have flashbacks. Now I’m free! Free to start a new life! A big change!
I wanted to post this as I feel it’s crucial to know what it’s like to be raped. I’ve gotten a lot of “oh that doesn’t sound bad” or “just get over it”. In the past year, I’ve suffered from memories rising. Trauma does that to you – it blocks your memory. You remember certain bits, but later other things come up.