Dating a christian scientist
He got in to my bed, and I was pinned against the wall. Two women I knew were out in the hallway, so I told them what had happened, and I just started crying. I knew these two by name, and had chatted over the years with both of them maybe once. I figured out where he sat in the dining room and then carefully figured out a completely other place for me to go hide during meals in the dining room. I told one of my parents, “look, if I suddenly disengage from our group and go hide behind a pillar or a tree or start running, just know that it’s because I saw the guy who attempted to rape me when I was a student here, and I can’t handle seeing him.
It's a center for exploring spirituality and prayer-based healing, a community bookstore, and more.Collins had a regular homeless visitor who came in. This person I had never seen before was standing there, staring at the hours on the door, waiting for it to open. But I didn’t want to “get in trouble” by not opening on time. I leaned over to get the Bible off the shelf, and he stroked the back of my butt in a specific way that terrified me (this is not something my husband would even do, believe me). After 2-3 hours of him telling me this is what I should do, he said, “what if he tries to do this to a female who works in a nearby store? Thanks to me learning this THE HARD WAY, I haven’t had a rape since.