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I hate putting this under love life. But I wasn't sure what else to do.
I've been struggling with this thing since March. I am a 19 year old female, college student. This spring I went on spring break with friends in Florida. We went to a club with fake IDs and, yes, I'm a college student, I got pretty drunk. I've only blacked out three times in my entire life and I've been drinking since 16 and I'm almost twenty. The last night of spring break, in that club, I blacked out. Kind of. I can remember bits and pieces. I remember meeting a guy and dancing with him and that I thought he was cute. At some point I left with him. Which is completely unlike me. My friends were freaking out and so scared, they called me hundred times. I don't remember texting them this but I replied to their messages and calls with "I'm fine, meet you at home". The next thing I remember after leaving the club was vomiting violently in a toilet in either a house or a condo. It was horrible. I remember the guy picking me up off the floor. And I remember laying in a bed. I think I have flashes of having sex but I don't know if they're real. Before this night I had only had sex with one guy, my boyfriend of two years but we had recently broken up. I remember being in a car and walking up to the house where my friends and I were staying. I definitely remember this next part. I was laying on a table in the backyard of our house, behind some trees by the pool. I remember something inside me and it hurt. I don't know what it was.That's the last thing I remember. When I woke up the next morning my vagina was bleeding and sore and it hurt really bad. I knew I had had some kind of sexual intercourse. I just didn't remember if I wanted to. I felt so embarrassed and didn't tell my friends. I was so mad at myself for putting myself in that situation. and I hate that I can't remember if I told him no or fought him. im almost positive I wouldn't have willingly had sex with a guy I just met. I went to the doctor to get tested for STDs and pregnancy and I was okay. I didn't tell the nurse any details. But that night still eats at me. I haven't told anyone and I don't know what I would say. I don't think I can call it rape, but then why do I feel so violated? (link)
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Sigh. This guy's life is hosed because he had sex with a drunk college girl. She was probably climbing over him all night, but now its "Oh, I was drunk, I don't remember anything".
She will get some "advice" from the "counselling" center on campus, and they will go "Rape! Rape! Red-blooded release the hounds Rape! W00T!" and you know what? Under a lot of recent legislation this series of incident s *is* rape. Legally.
Guys - DO NOT have sex with drunk college girls. Doesn't matter if they are unzipping your jeans right there on the dance floor. Don't do it. This story happens *all the time*.
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I came here to look for support and possibly anyone else who had been through something similar that could offer advice. I did not come here to be treated with mockery and complete disrespect. Where do you get off talking to someone like that? I pray you never have a daughter because your attitude towards women is totally abhorrent and God forbid she ever be in the situation I was in she would have to listen to you tell her it was her fault. I clearly stated that I did not know if the sex was consensual, never did I say I would seek retribution for this man. How dare you. You set the clock back on rape 100 years. Male of female, no one should have to wake up bleeding and wonder if they fought to not he raped. Whether it was rape or not that is a horrible feeling. You have no idea what that feels like. You should be ashamed of yourself.
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