Slight Look Into My November Psyche! 

This was the first Thanksgiving that I would spend without my family and when I started to see how my platoon was since this is also the day I attended a celebration and I guess left my cup sitting by itself. Bad idea, but were soldiers and we need to have trust ,but I guess that is when I was roofied. Some people in my platoon stated that I was drinking left and right and doing weird things, like going into other rooms that weren’t mine.

At one point during the rape I tried to run and because of the drugs I passed out just in front of the door and the man picked me up and put me back on the bed. Then I felt pressure which was when I was being raped, but I could feel the pressure in my lower half of my body. Later I was seen being carried to my room by the rapist himself and everyone saw who this person was and they did nothing. I would say about 13 people witnessed this moment of him carrying me back to my room even with my roommate there.

For the longest time I thought that I was having a nightmare and then I was having flashbacks and then I was being harassed by Sgt. Valentine through, phone calls, him walking by me, or just straight up tell me things in my face. I was harassed on a daily basis, even when I was going out with my fiance at that time. Of course this was not the only sexual assault I would experience, but either way I have never gotten any justice. So I have made it my mission to bring awareness to MST (military sexual trauma). Women and men need to fight back and the best way is to report it. I should know, I did report mine and even went into suicide watch, but no justice and still here today dealing with what I call a birthmark you do not want!