Hi, so this is kind of hard for me to talk about because most of the stuff I am saying here, I have never really been able to talk about it. Mostly because if I talk about it, it becomes real.
So my first year of varsity I made some pretty bad choices. One of those choices include getting black out drunk at one party and then getting raped. I remember not being able to call it that for a while because I thought people wouldn't believe me or think I am seeking attention, but it was rape. My friend found out it was rape because I couldn't never give her a straight answer as to how I lost my virginity. That year was just bad overall, my dad had medical problems and he was jumping from rehab to rehab and he just turned into a complete stranger. Growing up I had a really good life, I went to private schools, I never got into trouble, I made top ten and I wasn't promiscuous at all. I dated a few guys but that's it. None of them really hurt me. But after the rape things went down hill. We were starting to lack financially and my dad became sick. Then after being raped I got a boyfriend and he was my everything. Till we broke up. Then he slept with my friends and told people I had STDs. It really started messing me up and I started sleeping around. I grew tired of that, eventually and decided to follow God. I didn't know what I was doing and this other guy started helping me out. Let's call him Tom. I thought he was perfect and we started liking each other. He started helping me grow spiritually and I really thought that we could have a future together. He was celibate and helped me to stop a lot of my bad habits and I really started living him. Tom used to tell me that we would get married and that he loves me and thinks I am beautiful, but then this thing started happening. He would always drop these hints that I am taking him away from God. He once even told me that I am like Delilah in the bible. It would hurt me but I always pushed it aside. His family would also start treating me as if I am trying to defile this holy man and that's when I really got hurt. Because it's like I haven't been that person for two years now and no matter what I do, it seems I am always reduced to my past. I took comfort reading the book of Acts and how no one believed Paul had changed in the beginning. It made me question if I really could be a new creation in Christ. I ended things in January but I can't shake this feeling of never wanting to be with another man again and keep wondering what it would be like with a woman. I feel constantly ashamed that no matter how many scriptures I quote, I can't seem to see guys in a desirable way anymore. I even had a crush on one girl at school and thought about her the way I would a man. I know I am straight but I need help navigating through this.
So my first year of varsity I made some pretty bad choices. One of those choices include getting black out drunk at one party and then getting raped. I remember not being able to call it that for a while because I thought people wouldn't believe me or think I am seeking attention, but it was rape. My friend found out it was rape because I couldn't never give her a straight answer as to how I lost my virginity. That year was just bad overall, my dad had medical problems and he was jumping from rehab to rehab and he just turned into a complete stranger. Growing up I had a really good life, I went to private schools, I never got into trouble, I made top ten and I wasn't promiscuous at all. I dated a few guys but that's it. None of them really hurt me. But after the rape things went down hill. We were starting to lack financially and my dad became sick. Then after being raped I got a boyfriend and he was my everything. Till we broke up. Then he slept with my friends and told people I had STDs. It really started messing me up and I started sleeping around. I grew tired of that, eventually and decided to follow God. I didn't know what I was doing and this other guy started helping me out. Let's call him Tom. I thought he was perfect and we started liking each other. He started helping me grow spiritually and I really thought that we could have a future together. He was celibate and helped me to stop a lot of my bad habits and I really started living him. Tom used to tell me that we would get married and that he loves me and thinks I am beautiful, but then this thing started happening. He would always drop these hints that I am taking him away from God. He once even told me that I am like Delilah in the bible. It would hurt me but I always pushed it aside. His family would also start treating me as if I am trying to defile this holy man and that's when I really got hurt. Because it's like I haven't been that person for two years now and no matter what I do, it seems I am always reduced to my past. I took comfort reading the book of Acts and how no one believed Paul had changed in the beginning. It made me question if I really could be a new creation in Christ. I ended things in January but I can't shake this feeling of never wanting to be with another man again and keep wondering what it would be like with a woman. I feel constantly ashamed that no matter how many scriptures I quote, I can't seem to see guys in a desirable way anymore. I even had a crush on one girl at school and thought about her the way I would a man. I know I am straight but I need help navigating through this.
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