So it is out there. I told my mom that I was raped. I still can't believe I can say that word. And I told her in front of 2 cops!

It all started when my T had me call the hotline because I was SU and the hotline called the cops. My mom was upset that I didn't talk to her, which is true. She told me that I needed to let her know what was going on and that I talk more to my friends than I do her. That they know more about what is going on in my life. She said that she has been through tough times too and that she understands what I am going through. That is when I told her. I straight up asked her if she had "ever been raped over and over and over again by her husband." I told her that she would never understand that, that is why I can't talk to her. I have 2 friends that know about this, and they have both been through it. It is a good thing the cops were here, because I would have bolted for the door and left.

Now that she knows, it seems a weight has been lifted off of me. I am REALLY ready to talk about it with my T. I said the word and I survived. I have said it since then and survived. It is just a word. A tragic thing that happened to me. Something that I didn't deserve, that I didn't ask for, that I didn't allow. I was raped by a person who loved me. I AM A SURVIVOR!