I My New Life And Moving On From My Past
I grew up in Denmark, i had a great family, my experiences from there were great, always felt loved and valued.
I immigrated to Australia at the age of 17, i came to Melbourne. I was attacked and raped by a man, what happened was
i got off the train at Huntingdale train station, it was night, i had to walk back up the road not far, when i walked across an
alley way, a guy came out of nowhere, i walked faster knowing there was more lights and a petrol station close by, he walked behind me,
suddenly he grabbed me and it led to an altercation, i tried to get away from him, he was stronger than me i was 17 years old,
he tried pulling my pants down, then there was a car, and the lights, i screamed and he let me go, i proceeded to run. There
was a petrol station close by i ran in there and fell down, more because of the shock of what had just happened. The guy in the
petrol station called the police, i explained to my best ability what happened, i tried to describe him. At the time my English was
not a 100 percent, the cops were rude, one guy laughed as if i was making it up. My father came and i refused to talk anymore to
the police, even my father said they were rude. I felt helpless and just wanted to go home. After that i never got on the train at night,
i was weary of people, i had no support except my family, where i live now in Australia they provide help to victims.
That was my first experience of a violation, i met a guy, he was nice to me for a long time, then suddenly he changed, reality it was not
he changed it was his true colors shining through, all my life i was a realist, i never pretended to be anyone i am not. I dumb me at that
time thought others were like that. He seemed nice until one day he came in and starts yelling at me, i went quiet, he started accusing
me of things i had not even done. I thought has he gone crazy, he got up accused me of cheating, as if, he proceeded to hit me, i begged
him to stop, i was scared, i ended up running out of the house, this hit as a bigger shock to me. I was never abused by my family,
at first dumb me started blaming myself like what had i done, automatically i tried to rationalize his behavior. I left and he tried getting
me back he even said i am glad it happened because i was not sure about us. I spoke to my dad and that put an end to him. He even
ran after him. My dad has always treated my mother with respect, they have been married 45 years.
I had great friends, then i got with a nice guy who treated me well it was to last 6 years, i know i should have stayed with him. I then met
a guy who was charming, funny, attractive everything i wanted in a guy, little did i know he was a narcissist, he was diagnosed as BPD,
but they were wrong, by then i had a degree and had gone to university. I majored in mental health, and behavioral therapy. I understood now
that people who violate you are ill, often affected by personality disorders. Not all of them are bad, this guy i already wrote about.
Then i met my current partner, he was sweet, loving caring, i told him what i have been through, he supported me and are always there
for me, i could be me, and he loved it, i guess my problem was when someone who you believe violates you, it eats at your self
esteem and makes you feel worse about you. I now know it was not me i even saw a therapist who believed in me, who helped me
back on the right track. I now have a great guy, who respects me and i do him. I guess my problem was i was always complaiant,
not anymore. I stand up for what i believe in.
My worst experience goes back to my childhood, i was 14 years old i stayed at a friends house, and i caught her father sexually abusing her,
i hid i was scared did not know what to do. My aunty is a welfare worker at a major hospital in Denmark, i told her after, she went to police.
She was removed from the home, one day she came after me and attacked me for splitting up her family, i did what i thought
was right i never understood that. I wanted to protect her and she retaliated on me. To this day i do not understand that, she hit me for
doing that, it dos not make sense. I have been raped, how could she react like this, i thought i helped her. Now that was another
violation.
I have learned and become stronger from what i have been through, i now help others, from my experiences i have learned a lot.
That is it i am kind of feeling a little ill writing it, i blocked a lot out for years.
I now have a brighter future, a great partner and a good job.
He showed there is good people out there, and with him everyday is a happy day.
I immigrated to Australia at the age of 17, i came to Melbourne. I was attacked and raped by a man, what happened was
i got off the train at Huntingdale train station, it was night, i had to walk back up the road not far, when i walked across an
alley way, a guy came out of nowhere, i walked faster knowing there was more lights and a petrol station close by, he walked behind me,
suddenly he grabbed me and it led to an altercation, i tried to get away from him, he was stronger than me i was 17 years old,
he tried pulling my pants down, then there was a car, and the lights, i screamed and he let me go, i proceeded to run. There
was a petrol station close by i ran in there and fell down, more because of the shock of what had just happened. The guy in the
petrol station called the police, i explained to my best ability what happened, i tried to describe him. At the time my English was
not a 100 percent, the cops were rude, one guy laughed as if i was making it up. My father came and i refused to talk anymore to
the police, even my father said they were rude. I felt helpless and just wanted to go home. After that i never got on the train at night,
i was weary of people, i had no support except my family, where i live now in Australia they provide help to victims.
That was my first experience of a violation, i met a guy, he was nice to me for a long time, then suddenly he changed, reality it was not
he changed it was his true colors shining through, all my life i was a realist, i never pretended to be anyone i am not. I dumb me at that
time thought others were like that. He seemed nice until one day he came in and starts yelling at me, i went quiet, he started accusing
me of things i had not even done. I thought has he gone crazy, he got up accused me of cheating, as if, he proceeded to hit me, i begged
him to stop, i was scared, i ended up running out of the house, this hit as a bigger shock to me. I was never abused by my family,
at first dumb me started blaming myself like what had i done, automatically i tried to rationalize his behavior. I left and he tried getting
me back he even said i am glad it happened because i was not sure about us. I spoke to my dad and that put an end to him. He even
ran after him. My dad has always treated my mother with respect, they have been married 45 years.
I had great friends, then i got with a nice guy who treated me well it was to last 6 years, i know i should have stayed with him. I then met
a guy who was charming, funny, attractive everything i wanted in a guy, little did i know he was a narcissist, he was diagnosed as BPD,
but they were wrong, by then i had a degree and had gone to university. I majored in mental health, and behavioral therapy. I understood now
that people who violate you are ill, often affected by personality disorders. Not all of them are bad, this guy i already wrote about.
Then i met my current partner, he was sweet, loving caring, i told him what i have been through, he supported me and are always there
for me, i could be me, and he loved it, i guess my problem was when someone who you believe violates you, it eats at your self
esteem and makes you feel worse about you. I now know it was not me i even saw a therapist who believed in me, who helped me
back on the right track. I now have a great guy, who respects me and i do him. I guess my problem was i was always complaiant,
not anymore. I stand up for what i believe in.
My worst experience goes back to my childhood, i was 14 years old i stayed at a friends house, and i caught her father sexually abusing her,
i hid i was scared did not know what to do. My aunty is a welfare worker at a major hospital in Denmark, i told her after, she went to police.
She was removed from the home, one day she came after me and attacked me for splitting up her family, i did what i thought
was right i never understood that. I wanted to protect her and she retaliated on me. To this day i do not understand that, she hit me for
doing that, it dos not make sense. I have been raped, how could she react like this, i thought i helped her. Now that was another
violation.
I have learned and become stronger from what i have been through, i now help others, from my experiences i have learned a lot.
That is it i am kind of feeling a little ill writing it, i blocked a lot out for years.
I now have a brighter future, a great partner and a good job.
He showed there is good people out there, and with him everyday is a happy day.
By:
avaria
Age:
36-40
,
Female
