I'm not going to give details of the case, as it hasn't gone to trial. But I had to accompany a girl to the rape unit last month. I sat through her description of what happened about 4 times over 8 hours, and it was grim. The police were amazing, as was the doctor.
But it's totally freaked me out. I was raped twice in my teens. The situation was very similar both times: no actual violence, compulsion, me a long way from home and unable to escape. Once in a backpacker's hostel in Cornwall, once in France. I was also assaulted (forced bj) when a bit younger.
Both times I didn't tell my family or friends. Didn't tell friends because both times I had serious boyfriends and I didn't want them to know. So I kept it to myself. And do you know, I've hardly thought about it for 30 years. Really.
I had a wild enjoyable sex life as a young woman. I wasn't affected sexually by these events. Treated them as you might falling off a horse. I guess I kinda shoved both these experiences to the back of my mind. I thought "more fool you" for going anywhere alone with a man in a foreign country. I couldn't face trying to report a rape in Paris, alone and 17.
I've always thought it was a bit OTT to describe rape victims as "destroyed" or having their "lives ruined". It surely depends on circs and specifics? My experiences were nasty, but I wasn't all that affected. Some, of course, but far worse things have happened to me than being raped.
I think what's got to me no, I'm sure what's got to me is the police with this other victim. They were amazing. They got such a good statement by being gentle and v v kind.
Made my heart bleed for me, all those years ago. Never even vaguely considered reporting what happened to me to the police. Can you imagine what response I'd have had in the 80s? The police were no source of solace or justice for me when I'd been attacked. Their intervention would've hurt me far worse. I would love to have been able to trust the police.
Some very odd woman on another thread thinks that for me to be so upset by my close brush with rape is bizarre and obsessive. 
She also recommends counselling, which is a good idea. However it's not as easy as that. You're only allowed one counselling call to Rape Crisis (I know, I rang them) and round here you could wait for months for 10 weeks CBT. I already think pretty healthily, according to the CBT practitioner I worked with. Private's not possible. So here I am. Any suggestions, she asks, hopefully...?