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1. my best friend dating the guy.
2. my cousin telling me not to go to the cops or tell the police.
3. my mother drinking while i had ptsd.
4. my little sister dating the guy's cousin.
5. my dad telling me that i deserved to be hit by my mom.
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5 worst betrayals how did you work through them?
#122
Posted 18 February 2013 - 08:08 PM
After my girlfriend was kidnapped and r**** repeatedly by an ex-boyfriend and three of his friends - and I mean right after, literally a matter of hours - some guy living in her house (best friend of her brother) tried to get in her pants. He managed it the next day and continued to do it over a period of several weeks; to make it worse she was in great physical pain due to her internal injuries, and he pressured her to continue. He would later use this against her by telling everyone she was close to that she could 'only last five minutes in bed.' When she finally came to and realised he was taking advantage of her he started playing mind games: writing her love letters and leaving them around the house, watching her as she slept, and trying to climb into bed with her. He practically lived at the house for a time and all the while was trying to wear her down and force her to get with him. Her family's reaction? Help him. Her mum and brother joined in, telling her he was a nice lad who cared about her deeply and was a friend of the family. They still allow him round there to this day and make her make him tea, though he hasn't stayed round there often since I started going out with her and the mind games have ceased entirely.
My girlfriend's brother, who for some reason thinks that all the times she's been r***** and abused are nothing short of hilarious, and continually makes jokes about her and calls her a slag. He also thinks it's a sport to antagonise her mental illnesses, such as disassociative personality disorder which arose as a result of the trauma she suffered. Her mum, who goes along with this and makes her do all the housework and takes her money, robbing her of any independence and time to herself, plus denies her any opportunity to heal with phrases like 'stop crying' or 'man up' even when she has full-on breakdowns. Her entire family - save her nan - are an ugly bag of snakes that need to be laid out straight.
My girlfriend's brother, who for some reason thinks that all the times she's been r***** and abused are nothing short of hilarious, and continually makes jokes about her and calls her a slag. He also thinks it's a sport to antagonise her mental illnesses, such as disassociative personality disorder which arose as a result of the trauma she suffered. Her mum, who goes along with this and makes her do all the housework and takes her money, robbing her of any independence and time to herself, plus denies her any opportunity to heal with phrases like 'stop crying' or 'man up' even when she has full-on breakdowns. Her entire family - save her nan - are an ugly bag of snakes that need to be laid out straight.
#123
Posted 20 April 2013 - 02:00 PM
1 me for letting my light go out and just letting it happen and i never cried about it not once if turth be known god punistd me cos i was not good enuff but i was i was kind caring alway put others before my self now i know now i cry and they cant stop
2 the man that hurt me so much i just wished for death to come allso he was related to my boyfriend how also rape me
3 my mum she cryed but did not believe me cos i was to ashamed to say there was blood how was i to know that and cos her son my brother rape me to he was the golden one he could not do eny thing wrong so it was my fault and for telling the only man i ever trused that i was making it up
4 my dad for not giving a shit about it for not even telling me ill be ok and for letting me trust him just to leave me and my brother kyle and my sister dan just befoe christmas the shit
5 the police how lied to me they told me that he wold go to prison and did not
2 the man that hurt me so much i just wished for death to come allso he was related to my boyfriend how also rape me
3 my mum she cryed but did not believe me cos i was to ashamed to say there was blood how was i to know that and cos her son my brother rape me to he was the golden one he could not do eny thing wrong so it was my fault and for telling the only man i ever trused that i was making it up
4 my dad for not giving a shit about it for not even telling me ill be ok and for letting me trust him just to leave me and my brother kyle and my sister dan just befoe christmas the shit
5 the police how lied to me they told me that he wold go to prison and did not
#124 Guest_Abishai_*
Posted 20 April 2013 - 03:18 PM
1 worst betrayals primary was my mother for constantly covering-up for her daughter (my elder sister and first abuser) by the way she comes to the house frequently and sucks up to her, which is a constant kick in n**s
2 my father for not listening (though that is down to my mothers mindgames)
3 my former best friend, colleage and minister, for screwing around and pushing my buttons during the counselling and then breaching a position of trust and manipulating and broadcasting information from the councelling deliberatly so he could f*** me up and cover his and the f***-ups of his own staff,
what i want to do is lie in wait and put a crossbow-bolt through his f***** skull (or torture the guy very,very slowly but not enuf to kill him ) obviously i have along way to go until im over it
4 my "friends" for stabbing me in the back
5 my old youth leaders for standing by and allowing me to be assaulted and r**** and just spouting evangelical religious crap
BUT THE BEST REVENGE I CAN HAVE IS TO HAVE A HAPPY LIFE
2 my father for not listening (though that is down to my mothers mindgames)
3 my former best friend, colleage and minister, for screwing around and pushing my buttons during the counselling and then breaching a position of trust and manipulating and broadcasting information from the councelling deliberatly so he could f*** me up and cover his and the f***-ups of his own staff,
what i want to do is lie in wait and put a crossbow-bolt through his f***** skull (or torture the guy very,very slowly but not enuf to kill him ) obviously i have along way to go until im over it
4 my "friends" for stabbing me in the back
5 my old youth leaders for standing by and allowing me to be assaulted and r**** and just spouting evangelical religious crap
BUT THE BEST REVENGE I CAN HAVE IS TO HAVE A HAPPY LIFE
This post has been edited by Abishai: 20 April 2013 - 03:41 PM
#125
Posted 24 April 2013 - 08:06 PM
The worst betrayal for me was the reaction I got from my community after the rape occurred. The perpetrators were on a sports team and told all their friends about it, but in the context that I was a willing paticipant. Word got around town and people I had known my whole life started to treat me differently, not make eye contact or say that I wasn't a "good girl".
I attempted suicide and when I woke up from a coma the nurse told me how spoiled and selfish I was and how I was just doing it for attention. Then when I told a psychiatrist I had been raped he told me not to discuss it while I was in hospital. He completely ignored the fact and diagnosed me as manic depressive and put me on tons of pills.
I think I have pretty much done some good healing about the actual events, but it is the betrayal by all the bystanders that keeps me in a state of distrust of the world.
I attempted suicide and when I woke up from a coma the nurse told me how spoiled and selfish I was and how I was just doing it for attention. Then when I told a psychiatrist I had been raped he told me not to discuss it while I was in hospital. He completely ignored the fact and diagnosed me as manic depressive and put me on tons of pills.
I think I have pretty much done some good healing about the actual events, but it is the betrayal by all the bystanders that keeps me in a state of distrust of the world.
