I went over to your house seeking help from a friend after my breakup with the guy I was dating for 2.5 years. I went to get comfort from you. I’ve known you for four years. You’ve been to my house so many times. I’ve been to yours too. Our families are such good friends and that is why I cannot tell my parents what you did to me. I went to your house on May 21, 2021 when my parents were gone on a trip. At 10:00pm I told you I had to get home. At 10:30 you did it. You manipulated and guilt tripped me into doing it. That doesn’t mean it was consensual. I told you no a million times and that I had to go take care of my dogs. You didn’t care. You took what you wanted anyways. You used me when I was already broken and vulnerable from my breakup. You ruined me and I’m still trying to fight what you did to me. It’s a constant battle between my brain and heart. It’s feeling like it’s my fault. You told my sister that you wish I had been more aggressive with my no. I shouldn’t have to be aggressive with my no…

– Anonymous