I’m happy and met an amazing woman that who helped me move through it. Now I know where I am and I have dealt with the experience in my own way. After that I struggled to find my sexuality all through high school. I trusted him and loved him like a brother and in an instant I was tied down and treated in a way I would never want to relive again. “I’m 20 now, but when I was 12 I was raped by my own cousin. I was tied down and treated in a way I would never want to relive again. I envy that people don’t know about this.”ģ. I’ve never so much as held hands with a girl and will probably die a virgin through no fault of my own. Something about male presences triggering other victims, which really didn’t do me any good. There was only one survivor group thing in my hometown and I wasn’t allowed in there either. I’ve been kicked/iced out of multiple university clubs. Many years after it occurred, an anonymous tumblr user has come forward with a story about the horrific time a man slipped something into their drink in a gay establishment and dragged them. Especially if you’re a new, inexperienced bar or club visitor. I’m at an age where no one wants to deal with helping someone learn basic social skills, so I feel screwed despite innumerable efforts. Date rape drugs usually have no smell or taste, making them extremely difficult to spot. I’m constantly aware of it in a college environment and usually go to bed highly suicidal. I was raped multiple times as a child and I’ve never had a real friend in my life. People suck regardless of gender and anyone can be raped.”Ģ. However, I still hear jokes every single day about how horrible men are and how men can’t be raped and these comments kill me every single time. The PTSD I endured (and still struggle with) were hell and I’m lucky to be a functioning adult. I still remember it all very vividly and he also did these things to my mom and is also the father of my (recently deceased) sister. This man beat me, raped me, and starved me for two years. “When I was two my mom left my dad and started dating (unbeknownst to her) a sadistic pedophile.
Pelicans & Chihuahuas and Other Urban Legends. Some tellings of the legend end with the sodomizer dead at the hands of his victim and his victim-turned-killer now serving a life term in Leavenworth. The GI is often said to “beat the crap” out of his tentmate upon discovering what he’s been up to.
Whereas the college version generally ends with the discovery of the perfidy, revenge is almost always exacted on the perpetrator in the military version, either by the soldier acting on his own or with the help of his buddies. (Both tellings involve predators who drug their victims with alcohol.) The story has spread widely in the United States over the last twenty years or so, generally set in military barracks or campus dormitories. The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night, and it was included in Gershon Legman’s Rationale of the Dirty Joke. While searching through the items his roommate had left behind this student discovered a beaker of ether and a rag in a large zip-loc bag.Īs Brunvand notes, this legend has been mentioned in print as far back as 1886, in Richard F. He returned to his dorm room to discover that his roommate had hastily moved out and had dropped out of school. The sluggishness was due to heavy drug use. The doctor seemed puzzled because he explained that the cause of the student’s pains was due to being sodomized on a regular basis. After the exam the doctor asked the student if he was gay. This went on for a week or two before he sought medical attention at Cowell. Apparently his roommate had been using ether on him to knock him out while he, um, had his way with him.Ī guy in the dorms would wake up in the morning feeling sluggish and experiencing abdominal pains. It was discovered that he had a high level of ether in his bloodstream.
There’s a crack in the door and I can see wood paneling in the hallway.
I try to pull my underwear up, they’re around my knees. A guy went to the doctor because of pain in his rectum. I try to push him away but my arms are weak. A few summers ago, a friend of mine at work told me a story that supposedly happened at the school he went to.