I blamed myself for an attempted rape that happened to me at uni for a long time. Why wouldn't I? It's what society drums into us from an early age: "don't get yourself raped!"
The incident was also not a million miles from the CE rape.
My then bf and I had been on separate nights out, I decided to go into his room in Halls of Residence and wait for him. I was drunk. Very drunk, I'd say. I got into his bed (clothed) and fell asleep. I woke to find someone else kissing me. My bf's friend (who had the room next door) was in bed with me trying to undress me. I told him no - very clearly - but I couldn't get out of the bed because he was pinning me down, and he was a big bloke. I was tiny.
My bf came back, and interrupted him. This bloke jumped up, and said 'sorry mate' to my bf.
Was any of that my responsibility? I fear some posters may feel that the cold hard facts were that had I not been drunk, I wouldn't have made the decisions I did, that it wouldn't have happened.
I might add that the fallout from that incident was not as great as it should have been - he was just a bloke trying it on with his mate's gf. A year later, he called on me at my student house - out of the blue. I didn't know he even knew where I lived. My housemates were in too, thankfully. Why did I tolerate this? He was clearly a predator. Why didn't I report him? Because I, at least partially, blamed myself.