![]() |
FAQ/Help |
Calendar |
Search |
#1
|
|||
|
|||
On Labor Day Monday 06, I Was At The Farm In Which We Were Living. My Dad And His Friend/Classmate And My Brother And His Friend Gotten Home From Getting Some Farm Equipment. Anyhow, They Had All Been Drinking - Not Me Though... We Were In The Kitchen And My Dad Figured He'd Go Too Bed Cause He Had Too Work In The Morning And My Brother Fell Asleep At The Table So His Friend Thought That There Wasnt Any Reason To Stick Around, So He Left. My Brother Fell Off His Stool And Hit The Ground And So I Was Bent Down Trying Too Put His Glasses Back Together And When I Went Too Stand Up My Dad's Classmate/Friend Grabbed My Boob - (My Reaction Is A Blurr) And Later We Had Sat Down And He Started Putting His Foot In My Crouch - (My Reaction Is A Blurr, I Remember Trying Too Get Him Too Quit Though).. I Dont Remember Much After That I Remember Going And Trying Too Wake Up My Dad But He's A Heavy Sleeper And Was Afraid Id Be Raped Or Hurt If He Didnt Wake Up Right Away (My Dad's Friend Had Followed Me Into The Bedroom.) Anyhow, I Dont Remember Much But I Remember Getting Away And When I Looked At Him He Was Passed Out On The Couch In Our Living Room. I Remember Telling My Dad A Little Of What Happend (He Didnt Exactly Catch On Cause He Was Still Half Asleep) - I Said He Passed Out And We Would Talk In The Morning. I Remember Going Into My Room And Thinking About Changing Pants Cause I Smelt Of Alcohol And I Remember Walking By My Mirror And Looking In For A Second And Then I Remember Nothing For About 4 Or 5 Hours Later, When I Got Ready For School And Walked Out Of My Room And Looked Back And Seen My Dad's Friend On The Couch Sleeping And I Walked Out The Door.
- My Dad's Friend Was 52 ..I Think?! - I Was 14 Years Old. |
#2
|
||||
|
||||
I'm so sorry that that happened. I'll bet you felt unsafe, alone and unprotected.
![]()
__________________
Don't let your problems or the world make you feel small. Stretch your arms out over your head. Take a deep breathe. Tell yourself that you are big. You are big, not small. You always have space, you are not trapped........ I'm an ISFJ |
![]() BH2006
|
#3
|
||||
|
||||
I am also sorry that you had something like that happen to you.
|
![]() BH2006
|
Reply |
|