I’m too scared to tell ANYBODY about my cocsa. He was younger. And had autism. I feel like everyone will just brush it off because of his autism, and the fact I was older. I told my friend about it, she said I was weak and could’ve pushed him off. I don’t think she gets it. I haven’t told anyone else, and I’m about to get a psychiatrist. I think I should tell her about it, but I’m too scared. Still debating. I hope everyone reading this has a great rest of their life.