October 13th will be 10 years since I last saw him. Well would have been anyways. It's been almost 10 years since he raped me. I tried so hard for all this time to forget what he looks like so if I ever saw him in public I wouldn't know who he was. I never wanted to remember what he looked like or anything.
Well just a couple days ago, one of my facebook friends added him to their friend list. I wasn't for definite that it was him, but I was pretty sure. The name, that face. Sure he looks different than I remember, but I don't really remember what he looks like.
Today she asked me if I knew him, and I had to tell her. She was able to confirm for me that is really is him. It makes me sick and I just want to cry over it. I tried so hard not to have to deal with it anymore. I'm kinda glad she asked so I could tell her about it because he wanted to meet her and stuff. And so I guess it was a good thing and I could possibly have saved her from going through the same thing.
I was 17 when it happened. He was supposed to be my friend. But he took advantage of me trusting him as a friend. that is why i don't trust guys at all. Can't trust them as a friend or as a partner.
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