I was a freshman in college and it was so exciting and super scary. My roommate was from a big city and she knew so many people. Right away she started to make plans for us, which made me both happy and nervous. On the second week of school, we went to our first party. I did not go to parties in high school, so I did not know what to expect. When I got there, someone handed me a drink, and before I knew it, we were dancing and laughing. I remember a brief moment when I thought that so far, the college was exceeding my expectations. When I woke up the next morning, my roommate told me that a nice guy had brought me home. He had said that I had too much to drink and wanted to get me home safe. When I went to the bathroom that morning, I could tell something was not right because I was in a little bit of pain.
I went back to my room and told my friend that I did not feel right and that I was pretty sure I was bleeding a little and hurt As I took off my clothes to change, my roommate said, “You have a couple of really bad bruises on you. You must have fallen.” Just when she said that I got a little weird memory of guys laughing, and then I felt sick and vomited. I called my mom and told her I think I may have been raped, she insisted I go to the doctor. She said something that really shook me. She said, “Don’t shower. Just go.”
After a complete exam in the emergency room and further testing, a doctor determined that I had been raped. I had bruising on more than just my hips; it was on the inside of my thighs as well and I had vaginal tears. They did a rape kit and took a blood sample. I tested positive for drugs I assured the doctor that I don’t do drugs, but he told me it was a common date rape drug. He called the police and they came and took a statement and took my rape kit into custody. They told me that with my lack of memory, I should not expect to see justice. They told me that they would interview people from the apartment where the party was held and look at the video from the area.
It’s only been a week so far, but I took this quarter off and I’m back home. I can’t imagine going back to college, but I am in therapy now and I am trying to come to terms with what happened to me.