I've been thinking a lot about something that happened to me when I was about 10. I was out playing in a school field with my brothers and a few others.
I was the only girl and while the boys were off playing football quite far away, I was on my own. One of the boys who would have been about 12 came over and started play fighting with me. However it was not what I would call play fighting and it was a horrible experience. He was pinning me down and dry humping me, grinding up against me. I kept shouting get off but he wouldn't stop. He didn't try and get inside of my clothes or anything like that, but he had completely over powered me and when I did manage to occasionally wriggle free he would drag me back. It only stopped when my dad turned up to take me and my brothers home.
No body had noticed what had happened. I cried my eyes out all the way home. I don't remember if I told them what had happened but if I had it definitely would have been brushed off because it was never mentioned again. And I know I never would have said about the grinding type movements out of embarrassment.
Was this just a childhood scuffle or something more than that? Sexual assault? I think I've been triggered by all the Russell brand stuff and not sure what to think.