Rape — It happens.
I really do not care if you believe me or not. I have already been through that for years. I was raped at 10 years old by my father. his family called me a liar and sent me to a shrink. Big mistake. The shrink knew I was not lying. My mother knew because of the phrases he used; they were the same things said to her before I was even conceived, when she was 13–14 years old. Back then you married if you got pregnant, he was 8 years older; she was 15 when she had me. I won’t defend myself to you or anyone. I know what I have been through. I shouldn’t have got drunk so every guy at a house party could take a turn. I shouldn’t have believed he cared about me, I should have seen the signs but I didn’t until I had bought a prom dress and got laughed at because I thought he was serious not just some piece to have in a back seat. I was messed up to say the least but I survived every freakin’ one of you doubters, rapists, “cadet- party boys” I can warn others of what to watch for. And I was fool enough to believe happy ever after while being beat during 25 years of marriage. So you see, I am not a liar.
If you have ever said,”Aw, come on, please. I’m dying here.”, “I really do love you, that’s why I want you so bad.” “Aw come on, I know you do it with other guys.” “Him? He told me you put out. So what the Fuck is wrong with me?” And they gave in … you are a rapist.
So you see, I am not a liar.
I AM TRUTH THAT YOU CAN’T OR WON’T recognize. I AM THE TRUTH AND YOU DON’T LIKE IT.