Questioning myself

I was date raped by a guy who would swear to you to this day I wanted it. Those closest to me questioned me constantly, saying I lied because I didn’t want to be a slut. I could never press charges because the people who loved me most didn’t believe me. To this day I question myself because of their accusations. Maybe I am just a slut? Maybe my “NO” was unheard, but I feel like my family hurt me worse than he did.

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