I have NC for this but am a fairly regular poster and a very regular reader. I have never told anyone about this in depth. I did something pretty awful in my teens and I haven't been able to forgive myself ever since. I'm hoping that by reaching out to you guys on here I might be able to forgive myself in some small way.
When I was 18, and had just started Uni I got into a relationship with a guy (let's call him Kevin) who I really shouldn't have been with, there was nothing really wrong with the relationship but we were just not right together and there was NO "spark". Because I had been in a really bad relationship before this, the thing with Kevin seemed safe to me, when really me and him would have been much better off as friends.
Anyway, after me and Kevin had been together for about 2 months I met up with a friend who I hadn't seen for a long time (let's call him Tim). The chemistry between us was incredible. Now the sensible adult me, who still feels crap about this over 10 years later, says what I should have done was to break up with Kevin and start seeing Tim. But the teenage me went to a house party with Tim, got horribly horribly drunk and slept with him.
Now this is the bit which is messy - I wanted to kiss Tim, but I didn't want to sleep with him. I kept telling him "no" because I felt really guilty about Kevin. I was so drunk that I don't remember large portions of it. He should have stopped, but then I should have tried harder to stop him. I think in my heart that I could have resisted more and he would probably have stopped if I had.
The next day I had the hangover from hell and felt absolutely evil for what I had done to Kevin. Tim felt awful to and I know he blamed himself for pushing for sex when I was saying no. He apologised to me in tears.
I had always been the "good girl" as a kid and couldn't believe I had done something so dreadful. I told Kevin I had got drunk at a house party and slept with someone when I didn't mean to, he called me a "slut" and started telling all my new friends that I was a bitch.
I felt forced into a corner and felt like the only way to convince my friends that I wasn't evil was to say that Tim "took advantage" of me, which I suppose is partially true, but it's all so confusing because I really did fancy Tim a lot but I was saying no. My parents and some of my friends told me that Tim had raped me and gave me lots of support, but I felt that I didn't deserve it and that it was all a lie because part of me had wanted it.
I haven't seen Kevin or Tim since, and am now happily married. But to this day I still feel so very guilty about this whole thing and still don't know how to come to terms with what happened, I haven't told anyone in RL the full story. Can anybody help me to deal with this?
Please be gentle with me... Thanks for reading.
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Still feel like an evil witch over 10 years later *triggers*
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StillFeelingAwful · 13/11/2014 11:58
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