I've carried this for 19 years. I have never identified what happened or how / why it happened but it did affect me badly. I'm not really sure how to explain it but here goes.
I was offered a job in a foreign country. My parents agreed I could go so I went. Arrived at said country. On the first day my 'boss' took me to his house, showered, took me to his bedroom, undressed me and abused me. I was too shy / polite to say no. I didn't want to offend him. This is the worst thing about it for me - why the hell didn't I stand up for myself?
I was 16. He was early 40s. I was never the same person again, but I have never told a soul.
The reason I want to get to the bottom of it now is because I have a daughter. The thought of my daughter being too polite or shy or embarrassed to stop a man from abusing her is horrendous. What happened, why was I so polite even in those circumstances?
This is unbelievably difficult for me to put into words.