'Till It Happens To You

Up until now, I've never talked about that night. About what happened to me. I hadn't told my parents. My friends. I've never told anyone. And when I think about it... I don't know why. Maybe because to even think about it made my insides twist and turn and made me feel unbearably sick. Maybe because until this very moment I had denied the fact that it even happened. Maybe because in some kind of twisted way... I blamed myself. I blamed myself for being there that night. I blamed myself for grabbing the bottle. I blamed myself for taking the drink... But then again, I don't see how rape can ever be your fault.