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cornicecream
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- Oct 19, 2023
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i was 16 when i started sort of dating this guy. Only managed to cut off contact with him earlier this year (I'm 21 now). I don't remember exactly when the rape happened between that time, but there were definitely so many times when I was coerced into sleeping with him. I talked to him about it multiple times, and he would be sorry, and it would happen again. I tried to break it off many times, but he implied he would self harm, and he did. It felt so helpless, like no matter what boundary I set and no matter what I did didn't matter, because he was sorry and would do better and it wasn't bad 24/7 since we were happy other times, and my family loved him so surely it was forgivable and there was no point. Eventually though, I managed to feel more apathetic towards him and stopped caring what he'd say if I left. So I tried to not be interested and eventually just stopped responding to him (told him I felt better not talking to him) and he got the hint (so far. I'm still scared that when the dogs bark outside it means he's out my door. It hasn't happened yet though)
Anyway, I thought I was over that. I mean I was free. Logically, the cause (him) of my problem (feeling trapped and not respected) was gone. I thought I had gone through the processing phase. Maybe I did, and healing isn't linear blablabla. But then my last year of college started (which is infamously the most stressful year) and I just have zero motivation. I want to pass of course (I'm usually a straight A student and i still wanna be that) but i just cant find it in me to care about getting there. I feel bad though since we are currently strugglign with money, and ive convinced myself that if i dont do well then i cant get into a high paying job, and if i cant do taht then everyone will struggle even more. I know all that, but i just feel so demotivated. i care but i cant do much about it at the moment. and i feel like a large part of that is burnout from the relationship i had, and maybe im trying to reclaim some time to myself. But i dont know. there's burnout from school too of course. and burnout from interacting with people and being insecure and feeling unwanted. and feelings i had as a kid (ignored, unwanted, unimportant) getting stronger after all those experiences, and ive recently also discovered a pattern with my menstrual cycle that when it comes near i am infinitely more depressed. see i understand the pattern, i understand the cause, i get where i want to be uni-wise, and i get logically that people probably dont hate me. i know all that logically. but i cant know it emotionally.
its been especially difficult and the passive ideation has been so much stronger. im in a third world country with no ounce of financial freedom and i feel like such a leech to my family. dying is never something i would act on because not only is it a hassle to deal with, but i dont want to put my family through that. while i know all these things logically and to some extent know why i feel this way, i cant shake the emotions that come with it and oftentimes i resort to slipping into the comfort and familiarity of thinking about death and the conditions under which i may do it in some sort of sick fantasy
its just why cant i ever set boundaries that stick. why does no one care about how my day went. why did i have to get raped and unable to leave the relationship when i wasnt doing so well to begin with. all of this is in my control and yet i let it go so out of control and now im paying the price for being the people pleaser that i am
sorry if this doesnt make sense. i feel like ive been in a downward spiral forever. i promise im more put together than this on a normal day in front of people.
Anyway, I thought I was over that. I mean I was free. Logically, the cause (him) of my problem (feeling trapped and not respected) was gone. I thought I had gone through the processing phase. Maybe I did, and healing isn't linear blablabla. But then my last year of college started (which is infamously the most stressful year) and I just have zero motivation. I want to pass of course (I'm usually a straight A student and i still wanna be that) but i just cant find it in me to care about getting there. I feel bad though since we are currently strugglign with money, and ive convinced myself that if i dont do well then i cant get into a high paying job, and if i cant do taht then everyone will struggle even more. I know all that, but i just feel so demotivated. i care but i cant do much about it at the moment. and i feel like a large part of that is burnout from the relationship i had, and maybe im trying to reclaim some time to myself. But i dont know. there's burnout from school too of course. and burnout from interacting with people and being insecure and feeling unwanted. and feelings i had as a kid (ignored, unwanted, unimportant) getting stronger after all those experiences, and ive recently also discovered a pattern with my menstrual cycle that when it comes near i am infinitely more depressed. see i understand the pattern, i understand the cause, i get where i want to be uni-wise, and i get logically that people probably dont hate me. i know all that logically. but i cant know it emotionally.
its been especially difficult and the passive ideation has been so much stronger. im in a third world country with no ounce of financial freedom and i feel like such a leech to my family. dying is never something i would act on because not only is it a hassle to deal with, but i dont want to put my family through that. while i know all these things logically and to some extent know why i feel this way, i cant shake the emotions that come with it and oftentimes i resort to slipping into the comfort and familiarity of thinking about death and the conditions under which i may do it in some sort of sick fantasy
its just why cant i ever set boundaries that stick. why does no one care about how my day went. why did i have to get raped and unable to leave the relationship when i wasnt doing so well to begin with. all of this is in my control and yet i let it go so out of control and now im paying the price for being the people pleaser that i am
sorry if this doesnt make sense. i feel like ive been in a downward spiral forever. i promise im more put together than this on a normal day in front of people.