A bear won't rape me and then claim I like rough sex, causing all my friends to call me a liar, a 7 month police investigation that ended with the words "some women like rough sex, try not to let this ruin your life", when in fact, my life had already been ruined.
Quit my degree, had a breakdown, got diagnosed with PTSD and to this day, I am too scared to go out on my own 99% of the time. 12 years on and not much has changed.
And that isn't even an isolated incident. That was rape number 5 in my life.
So yeah, bear.