Almost 32 years ago I was sexually assaulted by a neighborhood guy. I
had just turned 13. Noone believd me. He came to my house a short
time after...I thought he was going to apologize because he was being
nice. He raped me again.
It happened many more times and I'm only now beginning to understand how it all could have happened.
Four
years later he got me pregnant. I had the child. I survived 10 years
of off and on sexual, emotional, mental and physical abuse...I was
drugged more than once.
I'm going to tell the story here on this blog. Also,
the real-time story of my decision to report these crimes to the police
and whatever comes of that. I can do this now. I'm strong enough. I
deserve justice.
Today I met with a sexual assault legal advocate. The crimes took place in a another state where there are no statutes of limitations on reporting these crimes.
She told me to stick to events and especially if I can remember any
dates. She told me to be explicit in my descriptions of what occurred.
I
emailed the Sgt. of the police department of that city. He told me I
could submit a statement here in my city at a local precinct but that he
would like to have a detective to call me first.
Hopefully the detective will call me tomorrow.
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