I don’t know how I was so certain this happened, but I was so sure. I was so sure I wouldn’t have to live my life with this burden of being raped. I was so sure that I wouldn’t have to live with the guilt of what she did. I was so sure I wouldn’t have to live with the shame of how he could have treated me that way.
I don’t know how we get our mothers to rape us, how they use it to manipulate us, but it works.
I dont know why there are so many mothers who think their daughters should rape them. I think if they really were raped at some point in their lives, they might have a hard time coming to terms with it. It would be hard for them to get past the fact that the act is so out of character for them. I think that mothers rape their daughters because they love them and want to protect them and love them to death. But it isn’t because the act is a necessity to them.
Yes, I know that there are a few mothers that do it for the love of their children. I am not one of them. It is a difficult enough task to get a good enough handle on what a mother should be doing with her son. It’s not like I have a son of mine that I would rape. I am just so used to the idea of it that I don’t think I would be able to do it.
Well, I guess that is why I am saying it. That is why I am stating it, because I am not a mother and so I have no idea if I would in fact do it. It is just such a part of my life that I am saying it. But it is not a necessary part of that life.
Of course, the question is, did mom rape your mother? Yes, we have this conversation all the time. In fact, we probably talk about it more than we realize. I know I have done it. I know I would do it if I had a choice. But I cannot say that as a woman, I am 100% sure that I would.
The last time I read about a rape was in my early 20s. I was really young and just beginning to learn what it looked like. I remember thinking that it was a disgusting, disgusting crime that I would never do. But then one day I was driving to my high school and a guy was sitting in his car. I had to pull over so I could talk to him. We were both sitting on the side of the road, in a car.
I was in high school and I was getting in my car. I remember coming to a stop light and looking up and seeing this guy. He was sitting in his car with his legs spread. I remember thinking to myself, “I don’t want anyone or anything to hurt you.” He was just sitting there and he was smiling at me. I mean, he was just sitting there. I wasn’t even sure I was breathing. I was just waiting for him to say something.
My boyfriend was driving and I said something to him and I started to feel cold. I remember feeling someone grab my shirt and he was pulling my face down. I didnt feel anything. I just remember hearing this person saying my name and I started to go numb. I was just sitting there, freezing my ass off.
There’s a good chance that you, or someone you love, have been raped. The act is so often done by men who are sadistic and violent and it can be incredibly traumatic. The fact that your boyfriend isn’t the one who did it is also a positive sign that you both made the right decision to leave the situation.