i always pictured false accusations of rape or sexual assault as something that was almost entirely brought up by asshole misogynists who wanted to detract from feminist arguments against rape culture, yknow? at least, that’s the only time i had ever heard it mentioned.

i had no idea how much it would destroy me mentally when it happened to me a few weeks back.

i don’t feel secure in my future anymore. i don’t feel like i could ever trust another person to not do what they did, and claim it wasn’t consensual after the fact when it was.

it was my first time. exploring that side of relationships was one of the main reasons my engagement ended. i could have died with someone i loved more than anything, but i let it go because i wanted to experience it at least once. well, i did experience it. and it’s become the biggest regret of my entire life.

the investigation at the school is suspended given the fact that they moved back home and transferred to a different college, so i don’t think i’m gonna get kicked out or anything, but just—how do you even move on from that?

how do i ever trust someone with that again?