Cleanmachine, your poor poor poor friend. My heart goes out to her.
I never managed uni either at the time, due to the rape. Well, I went but I had to come home - I was breaking down :(
BUT there is good news, despite the kids, I am back to uni now full-time and to my surprise I am top of the class (due to graduate in a health care profession). I hope she can do something in her latter years as I have now done.
If people were mirrors, rape is like taking a mallet and smashing the mirror right in the middle and watching it shatter and splinter to all four corners. The repair job can be massive.
My rapist, remembers me only as a girl he 'slept' with I am sure. In fact, I am sure he holds with me disdain.
I met him in a pub, maybe 5 years after the rape and he said to me 'how about we have a Fcuk for old times sake?'.
I left and vomited, such was his lack of insight.
He said he thought of my body when he had sex with other women.
I put on lots of weight, which I have still not lost (I was young and slim then).
I sometimes wonder if it is protective, as my body is certainly very obese now and nothing to 'think about'.
Strange, the far reaching effects of rape.
Whats worse is, I see his mum around as we still stay locally and she always tells me how my rapist is, as if I care. I don't have the heart to tell her, well actually your son raped me. That is how I am, I wouldn't want to crush another woman - even if it is HIS mother :(