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ONE TEENAGER'S STORY
Growing up, I had no real concept of domestic violence or sexual assault. I knew that the issues existed, but I assumed that my friends and family were immune from them. In particular, I thought that relationship and family violence was only prevalent in poor, clearly troubled neighborhoods. As a kid I would not have believed how personally impacted I would be by both domestic violence and sexual assault by the age of sixteen.
When I was fifteen years old, I started dating a guy about a year older than me. At first,
things were perfect. He was sweet, considerate and respectful of me. However, about six
months into the relationship, he became extremely controlling. He also became increasingly
violent. When I would say or do the wrong thing, he would lash out at me by shaking,
kicking or hitting me. He also became sexually aggressive, physically forcing me to engage
in sexual acts I did not want to engage in. After each and every time he was violent, he
would break down crying and tell me how sorry he was and how much he needed me.
What I did not realize at the time was that my relationship was a prime example of mental,
emotional, sexual and physical abuse.
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