i hate Christmas Eve. Have done ever since I was 17 (now in my 40s). I really feel I should get past it. On the Christmas Eve I was 17 my brother's friend tried to rape me. l got away before he actually did but it was a terrifying experience.
Every year this so called friend comes to my parents house and is made to feel like a member of the family. I hate it.
Last year I messaged him begging him not to come to my parents house anymore on Boxing day. He didn't come last year but I've found out he's coming again this year and I'm beyond tears. How can he keep doing this to me? I know I should tell everyone what happened but I can't. It sounds pathetic when it was so long ago.
I just hate the fact that he seems to have moved on but every Christmas has been ruined for me.
This year is particularly hard as it's the first Christmas without my mum so I can't cope with seeing him too.
Give me the strength to get through another Christmas please.