My story: part 1

We all have them and we are all changed by our own stories and sometimes we are changes by others as well. It is my hopes that my story will change someone's thoughts and opinions on certain subjects. Not that I believe my opinion is the right one and that you should do it my way, but that you see that maybe the world's way of thinking may not be what really happens...

I was in a *public* bathroom one night and in there I was raped by a stranger. I tried to fight him off and said no over and over again to no avail. So I went into my mind and off into my own world while it happened. I had learned to do that when I was younger and raped by my stepbrother for 4 years. (that is all you will know of my rape as the details are very personal and not for everyone to hear)
Anyways, I locked myself away in my room for a week and bathed in bleach the whole time and then I finally emerged from my room with the thought of "well, that is life" and went back to work without telling a soul.

It was about a month later that I started to feel sick at stinky smells but reasoned that it was because of the new birth control I had started to take messing with my hormones. Seemed logical to everyone as they had no clue of my rape. Then finally someone asked me "are you sure you are not pregnant?"