Rape, Power & No Consent

Amongst my irresponsible drinking and drugging habits, there were irresponsible repercussions prone to happen and fearlessly lurking in the shadows.

One night a friend and I decided to go clubbing with guys we met the previous weekend at Club Libro……just for the fun of it. That night we decided to go to Valerie’s in Kuils River, consuming so much alcohol that I could not even’s remember the pin to my bank card. She was still sober enough to look after me and besides, that was always our pact, that if one or the other get’s too drunk, the other one will remain sober enough to look after both of us. I was hoping to meet Shay-Leigh’s dad there, but to no avail.

Eventually, when our 3 shots of tequila for R10 night was over, we headed to Mr. Burger for a Gatsby. I was ill out of my mind, puking while we were driving and even once we stopped at Mr. Burger.

Much relief when I got home, but also very stubborn as I did not want anyone to open the lock on the gate to get to my room’s sliding door. I struggled for almost 30min before my mom decided to come to the door.

I remember those words of disgust as my mom uttered…….”kyk hoe lyk die t!3f”. At that moment it was quite humorous actually as everyone stood looking at me laying against the wall as I was unable to move without stumbling.

As I crawled down the passage, my friend made sure I get to my bedroom and into my bed and in my drunkenness, I explained to her where the bucket was, just in case I get sick, as at that time my entire bedroom(head) was spinning.

Eventually, I fell asleep.

About 3 hours passed and guess who rocks up……….Shay-Leigh’s dad and I was still suffering from partial alcohol withdrawal symptoms. Apparently and according to my mom he smacked me across my face so hard and because of my condition, I did not feel a single thing. And NO, my mom did not do a single thing when this happened.

To their disappointment, I did not react and went back to sleep. In my confusion, I heard quite a few female voices, but was not bothered as I was not in a frame of mind to “introduce” myself, even so, I’m sure he brought his side piece along. Naivety was my blindfold, oblivious to the womanising treatment I was receiving.

An hour after I went back to sleep, someone came to lie behind me on my bed. My assumption was that it was Shay-Leigh’s father. Not fighting off the person behind me, he continues to try and remove my pants and underwear. I did not have the physical strength to fight, as I could hardly lift my head from my pillow.

Taking advantage of his advantage, this man rapes me in my own home and in my own bed, me realising what was taking place, left me almost paralyzed. Eventually, when everyone else realised that this man was missing from their company, then only did they look for him, by that time, the horrid act already took place.

The biggest and most disgusting surprise was that it was Shay-Leigh’s dad’s uncle who raped me. As young, naïve and stupid as I was, I was hoping my mom would take me to the police station to lay a charge against this sick man, instead, she ran me a warm bath and made me clean myself with Dettol!!!!!??????????

I’ve never told anyone this story and have never turned back to hunt my demons, however, lately it has been hunting me, day after day, night after night. It has been haunting me for the past few months, so much so, that I become paranoid for my 14 year old daughter, as I would never forgive myself if I allow something like that to happen to her.

I lay my hand and pray for my children everyday, protecting them under the Blood of Christ, that they will never experience torment and torture the way I have.

Author: Love The "Un"- Present

I wish I could start this introduction of myself on a perky note, however I am a realist, my life was something meant for a horror movie......ok maybe I'm exaggerating, however no child should have to experience this. I can however tell you this, I am a God serving and God fearing woman and I stand to tell my story with rejoice in my heart because as God has lead Joseph to his victory, even though he lived some of his years in suffering. So did I live mine, but He is leading me to my victory, through all my trials and triumphs He has guided me from terrible to worse times and now He leads me from victory to victory. I live with no regrets as that was my path I had to take to get to know My Lord God, Saviour and Redeemer. Now brace yourselves for my truth.............

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