I was 15 and he was 21. I thought he thought I was mature for my age. He bought me wine coolers. I was just 15. I woke up with him on top of me. His 24-year-old friend was watching. I was a virgin. He never called me again. I thought I had done something wrong. It would be 13 years before I realized it was date rape. I was just 15. For the next 25 years of my life, I found myself going from an abusive relationship to an abusive relationship. Since then I have been stalked, drugged, strangled, slapped, had my hair pulled, been stolen from, and taken advantage of. All because in 1987 no one talked about it.
Break Your Silence. Give someone else the courage to find their voice.
