The Effect Of Rape On My Life

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The effect of rape on my life. Did you know that one of every six women you meet will either have been raped or will be? Did you further know that a significant portion of those women will be sexually assaulted a second time? I really wish someone would have told me that when I was younger, I was sexually assaulted at age 11 and violently raped at age 15. I was typically depressed and never took the precautions to protect myself since the first statistic is everywhere, and I thought that it couldn’t happen the second time. I thought I knew from reading about others that my life was pretty much changed for the worse, forever. What I didn’t know was a severe emotional disturbance can work to the advantage of the child in adult life. The immediate effect of the assault was just that, immediate. The depression lasted for years and came in multiple formats from anger to sadness, suicidal to cloud nine, good to bad in a blink of an eye. I wore a black ribbon in my hair every day to mourn my own death. I was promiscuous and completely self demeaning. I was arrested fourteen times for things including solicitation, runaway, and self endangerment. I thought only the nice girls got happily ever after. After sometime there was understanding. I began to realize that I understood feelings, my own and others, possibly better than they did. I became a very empathetic person able to deal with many different personalities and emotions. This helped me a lot in life particularly in working as a manager in retail. Going through as many different emotions, learning what they manifest into. The promiscuity for whatever reason taught me to think a lot about what makes people happy and why things make them feel that way. The best thing that rape has taught me is strength. I am stronger then what I think, strong enough to not only overcome my rape, but embrace it as the single

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