Quote Originally Posted by hazel_eyes View Post
I started dating this guy (didn't meet him INC) and things were going well. One night, I went out with him and two of his friends. I got drunk, and they slipped something in my drink. I ended up getting raped by all of them and one of them punched me in the face when I tried to protest and fight him off. I got really depressed after, and when I finally told my friend what was wrong, he dropped me like a bad habit. He said he couldn't sit there and watch me go down the road that "most strippers" go down. WTF? It hurt so bad, and I haven't talked to him since.

Fuck "friends"
I send you hug. This makes me cry, I can't stand how much pain we have to go through, how when we're down some people will try to kick us down even more.
This is also why I don't drink anymore. That and I'm not a "reliable witness" when it comes to reporting rape.