Daralynne-Hallfahmas
Dear fans, I am so sorry for the wait, and I never anticipated for my break from writing to take so long- whats it been, about four to six months?
There are many reasons for it, but one of the first reasons was because I became homeless. None of my other family wanted to take me in, and I was escaping my Mothers abuse, and they instantly sided with her. I have practically been blindsided by the entirety of my family, despite the fact that I am the third child to run away from my mother (at nineteen instead of fourteen like my two older siblings, but that is because I felt like I had an obligation to take care of the cancer-ridden father, my autistic sister and my psychotically-mad-drugged-up excuse of a mother).
So I was living with a few teachers for a while (as it was my last year of high school, my biggest exams and all), before a Manager from my work place offered to home me. She had three small children and a partner. As nervous as I was, I readily agreed.
At first, I did not trust her husband one bit, he seemed quite self-adsorbed in a lot of ways, constantly on his computer and sometimes not bothering to take care of the kids, which made me feel obligated to be the house cleaner and children's carer, and... well, I unknowingly developed feelings for him, gradually. I don't bloody understand it myself, but he was always there for me, always offering comforting words and listening to me as I ranted about the abuse I suffered from my mother (she had such control over me, that I was not allowed to walk to the corner shop till I was about 18). He was always willing to hug me, which I was not a big fan of, and when I injured my feet, he massaged them twice a day. He ended up being the first male I truly trusted (besides my father), as my mother was very much against men.
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@Daralynne-Hallfahmas I Am Sorry To Hear That Happened To You. I Hope Everything Goes Well For You Now.
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His partner eventually threw me out when she found out, and at the time I still felt like it was all my fault. I tried to contact her and apologize, but she called me a 'home wrecker' and threatened several times to murder me. Again, I know some things I did were wrong, especially with gaining an attraction to such an asshole, but, I have just been in such a panic lately. When I started living with my manager, I felt like I had finally gotten myself a home- I had even bought the entire family gifts, especially the kids, and I didn't even get to see a single one of them opened on Christmas Day. I spent Christmas Day at the Guys mates house, who's partner was nice enough to have bought me a name-embroidered towel, cookies and soap; which mind you, were all lovely presents, I appreciate her so much for her thoughtfulness.
Of course I have made a couple of more mistakes, picking up a new boyfriend (who was absolutely lovely), only to dump him a couple of weeks later, because I kept having flashbacks of him.
I also found out that his mate (housemate) may throw me out because he said to my housemate that they could be friends again if he throws me out.
So in conclusion, last year (2020) has been utter shite for more reasons than one, and if I have learnt anything from last year, its that you shouldn't put your full trust in anyone, and as the saying goes, "No means no". That goes to both females and males reading this, as my own mate (who is a guy) got sexually harassed this year as well. And don't think shite like "oh that only happens in (insert 'lower standard' country), because this all happened in Australia, and we have things like 'Healthcare' and other Rich-Country Benefits. This shit happens everywhere.
Fingers cross that I update my stories soon, I haven't been writing much because of all this crap that has been going on, and I sincerely apologize for that. Take care everyone!
-Daralynne
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So it went on like this, and he always said it was "a method to relax me", when his hands would run up and down my leg. It got to a point where I became frightened when his hand wandered up too far, and I hid away from everyone for a few days. He eventually found out when I texted him what had happened, and he apologized immensely, but I couldn't help but feel that something was off.
I eventually told his partner of this incident, and who knows what happened between them, but he was angry at me for at least a week. He eventually came back around.
Despite him having a partner, he was still saying how hot I was and running his hands up my leg and cupping my crotch. He had even listened to me masturbate from outside my bedroom door while he wanked himself in the process. Of course, I said things I shouldn't have said, but I never wanted anything sexual, and- I am still so confused over everything, even after all these weeks.
In short, despite me saying no, he forced himself upon me and raped me in three separate incidences. I'm 19, while he's 33. Oh yes, I'm a girl by the way, surprise mother cluckers! (insert chicken emoji)
*Side note, I did not fully realize that it was grooming and rape until my psychologist informed me that it was, as I had said no to the sex every time, and he had acted quite threatening when I had questioned him on the decision.
