I don't actually know how to start this, I'm really touchy about this subject and It's very personal. But a very good friend of mine has made a video about it, unfortunately I don't feel that comfortable making an actual video about it because of my family watching.
I'm going to talk about Craig and my personal experience with him.
About over a year ago, I met Craig at a party.(I was 17 at the time.) I found him very attractive, I was very drunk and we did some stuff. I'm not going to go into detail about what we did, but I can just say that It was sexual.
After that, I'm not going to lie, I did enjoy it. Therefore I talked to him on facebook to arrange him to come over to my house for a couple of days. He claimed he had no money, and didn't want to get on a coach to see me (I lived in sheffield at the time, he lived in London) So I had to pay from my money for him to come over, Instead of paying £10 for a coach, I had to send him over £200 so he could get on the train.
After that, he came over. Bought alcohol (god knows why, as I did want to have sex with him regardless.)
and we drank, a lot. I don't usually drink, he was making me drink more and more, until I was wasted.
Then he grabbed me and threw me on my bed, and we started having sex. I didn't mind it the first time as I did want it. But after we finished, I was tired. I had work the next day and wanted to go to sleep. Instead, he pressured me into having sex with him again straight after the first time. Then he carried on doing it 2 more times before I fell asleep. I wanted it once, he pressured me into having sex with him 4 times in a row. Not caring about how I felt.
The next morning, I woke up to him making me do it again. I didn't know what to say, I was alone in my own house with him and I couldn't say anything. I was scared, so I let him.
I went to work after that, cried on the train thinking "I don't know what to do, I'm literally stuck".
I came home to him, naked in my bed, ready to have another go.
He wouldn't stop, We've probably had sex over 12 times in two days, in which only one of them was pleasurable.
After that he had to go home, so i took him to the train station, said goodbye.
Came home and cried for hours, thinking "what have I done?" and then I found out that he used my money to go to another guys house for a while. He not only abused me sexually, but took my hard earned money to visit some other guy straight after me.
I felt like saying this before was a bad idea, because I thought I brought it on myself, I shouldn't have paid for him to come over, I should've never let him come over in the first place. But I had no idea he would turn into almost a sex predator.
I don't know what else to say, I'm just really sorry if this offends anyone I guess. I don't know why, but I still feel like it's all my fault.