When I was 10 years old my family had a NYE party. I went to bed before the clock struck midnight. I woke up abruptly to one of my dad’s friends molesting me. Because I feared getting in trouble I kept that secret from my parents.
When I was 13 I was visiting my mom’s family in the mid-west. I was staying at an aunt’s house one night with some of my cousins. I woke up in the middle of the night to one of my cousins raping me. I had every intention of going back home and telling my parents. But that never happened.
So, at the age of 14 I had 2 sexual traumas I was holding on to. By the time I was 17 I had attempted suicide and was in a mental health unit. I decided to tell my parents about my sexual traumas. I unfortunately did not get a healthy response. My dad said, “it happened so long ago nothing we can’t do anything about it now” My mom said nothing at all.
Soon after that I joined the Army to try to start a new life. And hoping to leave my traumas behind me. I got stationed in Korea. About 6 months into that assignment I went to a male soldier’s room to watch a football game. There were about 12 male soldiers in that room. I had the gut feeling it was not a good idea. I reassured myself that it would be okay because we were soldiers. After gaining my trust they locked the door and I was gang-raped by all 12 men. I had no intention of reporting it because I blamed myself for going into that room.