when i was 13 i was raped by my boyfriend at the time. it took me forever to come to terms with it, and i only started to accept it after i grew and realized what he did to me. He used my body and got mad at me when i said no and would even force himself on me. He would mentally abuse me to the point that i considered suicide, and when i would try to leave, he would threaten his own life. i felt trapped, and felt like i couldn't get out. only reason i did was because he broke up with me...then proceeded to beg for me back all the way up to my junior year in hs. I am now a senior, and what he did still weighs heavily on my soul. I cant feel intimacy in a normal way now, and often view myself as nothing. It kills me, and the quilt is something i dont think will ever leave me, however it does not control me and i have an amazing partner now, and an even better life with him gone. His name still scares me, and seeing him makes my heart bound with fear. But he does not control me i am free.