“It happened on my third night of college. It was orientation week, and my friends and I went out to a party. We were sitting in the backyard, and I was feeling nauseous so I went into this side alleyway because I thought that I was going to puke. I never did, but some guy back there came up to me to asked me if I was okay. I told him I was feeling sick, and his response was “Do you mind if I kiss you right now?” Which to me was a confusing and illogical response to what I had just told him about my current state. The next thing I knew I ended up in his room. And right before it happened I texted my friend “Help”. It couldn’t have lasted more than four minutes, but in those four minutes every single person left the party, and I was alone when I got out. I tried to block it out for so long after that – it was only my third day of college, and I didn’t want it to ruin the rest of my freshman year and college experience. I kept myself extremely busy with class and extracurriculars to avoid it. But finally I got to the point where I just couldn’t deal with it by myself anymore. And that’s why I’m talking about it now. It happened to me, and I shouldn’t have to keep it inside anymore. People need to know that these things happen far more often than they realize. So if anyone opens up to you about something like this, just be there for them and support them. It will mean so much more to them than you will ever know.”