It happened right after I was dumped by my first boyfriend, who we had sexual relations and i was perfectly fine with it. My step brother was dating a friend of mine and she dumped him because he was suffocating her and not letting her be herself. He and I would talk but I remember being so depressed I didn't care about myself that much anymore. I was on the phone with him one night. I was the only one masturbating and he found out only when I said I was horny. Mind you we had always been really open about this stuff...maybe that was his way of desensitizing me and stuff...I don't know. We usually talked about how we missed our exes and stuff. Some how this conversation was turned to before our parents were married and our feelings. I admitted that at the time before the marriage I liked him, but obviously I was still broken and loving my ex...he said the same thing. I was masturbating over the phone, I really don't know why I can't answer that but maybe that's why he thought it'd be fine to try to get with me. He was talking about his newer girlfriend and I am bi so I thought she was nice but...I don't know where I'm going with this...
Anyways a few weeks later after we moved my bunk bed out of my room he came in. I thought he just wanted to talk and at first he did...then it happened. It was all so slow and fast. I didn't know what was happening, it was weird. I knew he was pulling off my pj pants, I knew he was using his fingers then his penis to penetrate me, but I was frozen I don't remember what I was thinking exactly or anything. I know I didn't actually get out the words no or stop because I became literally paralyzed almost. he did what he wanted and left...I know that he didn't come inside me though because for some reason he left...I think i started to actually make noise but I also don't know...I remember bleeding and i wasn't on my period. He did this again three weeks later only on the living room couch. I didn't bleed but I was in pain. Then we were at my nieces house the night before new years eve. He did it again only this time I decided to try and hurt him...i scratched his neck and I know he was bleeding from that...he didn't get phased. He then put me on top...I knew what he wanted...I had completely given up. I even acted out like I liked it, though I never felt good at all. There was blood again. I was really scared. He never came at me again after that though because I got a boyfriend and I never showed I was hurting emotionally...until my mom tried saying my boyfriend had raped me. She said this because I had a reaction to something that was said about raped girls ask for it. I told her then, but only after I told my boyfriend.
We tried going to the police and it got to the DA then it was dropped because unfortunately there was no physical evidence.
Every once in a while i think about what happened and I start to wonder was it rape? I never said no, or stop. I did what he wanted even though I don't remember wanting it myself. I didn't care about myself and I was so depressed that I gave up...I don't know. I know that the phone conversation stirred it...but I don't know...I never wanted him sexually. I wanted my ex back. I thought he wanted his. I don't know what to think...please people don't be a**holes to me. I can't take it. My current boyfriend knows. He knows everything but the phone conversation, even my mom doesn't know all the details on that. I don't know who to go to with this. just please...any type of support you can give me. or any real websites that have counselors on them that reply to messages. Anything...i can't afford therapy. I'm just really guilty and scared because I believe enough in God that I know some lies are worse than others, sometimes I think I'm the liar, and he told my mom he truly thought I wanted it, but I never said yes. I didn't even take my own clothes off. but sometimes because of that one phone conversation I think that every part of this could be a lie...
I know I really went around in circles I'm sorry...I just need some answers, please be considerate.
Anyways a few weeks later after we moved my bunk bed out of my room he came in. I thought he just wanted to talk and at first he did...then it happened. It was all so slow and fast. I didn't know what was happening, it was weird. I knew he was pulling off my pj pants, I knew he was using his fingers then his penis to penetrate me, but I was frozen I don't remember what I was thinking exactly or anything. I know I didn't actually get out the words no or stop because I became literally paralyzed almost. he did what he wanted and left...I know that he didn't come inside me though because for some reason he left...I think i started to actually make noise but I also don't know...I remember bleeding and i wasn't on my period. He did this again three weeks later only on the living room couch. I didn't bleed but I was in pain. Then we were at my nieces house the night before new years eve. He did it again only this time I decided to try and hurt him...i scratched his neck and I know he was bleeding from that...he didn't get phased. He then put me on top...I knew what he wanted...I had completely given up. I even acted out like I liked it, though I never felt good at all. There was blood again. I was really scared. He never came at me again after that though because I got a boyfriend and I never showed I was hurting emotionally...until my mom tried saying my boyfriend had raped me. She said this because I had a reaction to something that was said about raped girls ask for it. I told her then, but only after I told my boyfriend.
We tried going to the police and it got to the DA then it was dropped because unfortunately there was no physical evidence.
Every once in a while i think about what happened and I start to wonder was it rape? I never said no, or stop. I did what he wanted even though I don't remember wanting it myself. I didn't care about myself and I was so depressed that I gave up...I don't know. I know that the phone conversation stirred it...but I don't know...I never wanted him sexually. I wanted my ex back. I thought he wanted his. I don't know what to think...please people don't be a**holes to me. I can't take it. My current boyfriend knows. He knows everything but the phone conversation, even my mom doesn't know all the details on that. I don't know who to go to with this. just please...any type of support you can give me. or any real websites that have counselors on them that reply to messages. Anything...i can't afford therapy. I'm just really guilty and scared because I believe enough in God that I know some lies are worse than others, sometimes I think I'm the liar, and he told my mom he truly thought I wanted it, but I never said yes. I didn't even take my own clothes off. but sometimes because of that one phone conversation I think that every part of this could be a lie...
I know I really went around in circles I'm sorry...I just need some answers, please be considerate.