idontfeellikeimreal
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- Aug 21, 2023
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I met a guy a while ago on June 13, 2024 (Thursday). He approached me and started talking to me in a McDonald's parking lot. The thing we had in common was riding motorcycles; we had the same model. He asked if I wanted to wash our motorcycles with him. He seemed respectful and nice, so I agreed. We had a great time, and I told him a lot about myself. I might have overshared, but I felt comfortable since he shared a lot too. We agreed to go for a drive to my therapist together on June 14, 2024, as I had therapy that day, and he had no problem joining me.
An hour before we were supposed to meet up, I crashed my motorcycle. I texted him, and he came to the crash site to check on me. He had my bike towed away and waited for my dad to come and pick me up. He brought my bike to my house and then said goodbye. I had to go to the hospital. They sent me back home after checking everything. I was very lucky; my shoulder and finger were bruised, and I had a few bruises on my legs, but apart from that and some whiplash, I was fine.
The following Wednesday (19th of June) , he insisted on coming to my house to check on me and my injuries. I lightly hugged him to greet him, and he touched my ass during the short hug, which I thought was an accident. He told me he was cold and wanted to go inside a few times. I eventually agreed since he said he was cold. As soon as we got inside, he wanted to go straight to my room. We sat on my sofa and talked about motorcycles and cars. During an argument, he hit my boobs, which made me uncomfortable, but I laughed it off, thinking he might have meant to playfully hit my shoulder.
Well, I know now. Shortly after, he used my shoulder injury to make me fail at supporting the way I sat down and all of a sudden I was lying down, and suddenly, he was on top of me, kissing me, with his fingers between my legs. I was shocked. I corrected his hand and told him to stop, but he didn't listen. He kept trying, and at some point, I held onto his hand and told him I was scared and uncomfortable. He stopped for a second, and I felt relieved, thinking it was over. But he grabbed my hand, pinned me down, and started kissing me again. I told him to stop and said no. He ignored me, kept his position above me, and tried sliding his hands below my pants, telling me, "Shhh, just trust me, it will feel good." I told him no and grabbed his hand to stop him. He almost ripped my bra off and put his hand under it. I corrected his hand once again and told him he had to leave. He told me he didn't.
After a long time of rejecting his advances, he finally stopped and said he needed to go, acting like nothing had happened. I showed him the way back to his motorcycle, went back inside, and took a bath. I feel so dirty. This is not the first time something like this has happened to me. I am devastated. I have no idea how to tell my therapist. I dont know how to recover from that.
An hour before we were supposed to meet up, I crashed my motorcycle. I texted him, and he came to the crash site to check on me. He had my bike towed away and waited for my dad to come and pick me up. He brought my bike to my house and then said goodbye. I had to go to the hospital. They sent me back home after checking everything. I was very lucky; my shoulder and finger were bruised, and I had a few bruises on my legs, but apart from that and some whiplash, I was fine.
The following Wednesday (19th of June) , he insisted on coming to my house to check on me and my injuries. I lightly hugged him to greet him, and he touched my ass during the short hug, which I thought was an accident. He told me he was cold and wanted to go inside a few times. I eventually agreed since he said he was cold. As soon as we got inside, he wanted to go straight to my room. We sat on my sofa and talked about motorcycles and cars. During an argument, he hit my boobs, which made me uncomfortable, but I laughed it off, thinking he might have meant to playfully hit my shoulder.
Well, I know now. Shortly after, he used my shoulder injury to make me fail at supporting the way I sat down and all of a sudden I was lying down, and suddenly, he was on top of me, kissing me, with his fingers between my legs. I was shocked. I corrected his hand and told him to stop, but he didn't listen. He kept trying, and at some point, I held onto his hand and told him I was scared and uncomfortable. He stopped for a second, and I felt relieved, thinking it was over. But he grabbed my hand, pinned me down, and started kissing me again. I told him to stop and said no. He ignored me, kept his position above me, and tried sliding his hands below my pants, telling me, "Shhh, just trust me, it will feel good." I told him no and grabbed his hand to stop him. He almost ripped my bra off and put his hand under it. I corrected his hand once again and told him he had to leave. He told me he didn't.
After a long time of rejecting his advances, he finally stopped and said he needed to go, acting like nothing had happened. I showed him the way back to his motorcycle, went back inside, and took a bath. I feel so dirty. This is not the first time something like this has happened to me. I am devastated. I have no idea how to tell my therapist. I dont know how to recover from that.
. i wish i could give you a hug
It's so horrible to be in a vulnerable position with no control, but whatever you might think just know it's not your fault
