I Went To A Very Dark Place

In late high school and college I became very active sexually with other women. I considered myself gay and had come out to my family and friends. I left college with my partner, we went around the world on a dime and a prayer. When we got back we settled in Nashville where she dreamed of being a musician and I worked on my art.

I had slowly developed a like for rough sex, and I wanted to experience r**e by a man. While my partner played in bars at night, I went around signalling to men until a man grabbed me, dragged me by the hair behind a dumpster, he slapped me into submission and r**ed me both vaginally and anally. I woke up having shit myself, blood on my lips, several scr**es and bruises from being dragged across the crushed rock. Life and imagination were very, very different. When my partner found out I went out looking for it she left me and I wound up at home.