> the summary/excerpt. "TL;DR"

When I was 15, there was a guy I met at a mental hospital. We shared similar interests. The reason for my hospital stay was unreasonable, but it was because of my flirtatious risky behaviors (possibly due to my past and my abuse), however, he also shared similar experiences. Fast forward. I meet up with him at night as I snuck out without my parents knowing, but got caught and went home. Fast forward after getting caught, my parents finally decided to let me go to his house where I was eventually raped. How it happened is undefined, but the act of rape is penetration without consent. Whether or not "I consented", it was still sexual assault due to the nature of how I didn't allow him to violate my body, but he still did anyways.

> the rape experience.

When I was 15 (around october of 2023), there was a guy I met at a mental hospital (undisclosed name, won't say for privacy reasons). We shared similar interests of traumatic experiences that happened to us in the past. The reason for my hospital stay was unreasonable to think about, but the entirety of why I went there was probably due to the flirtatious, risky behaviors I exhibited as a younger child amongst my elderly peers during high school. And I admit I shouldn't have exhibited risky behaviors. This was probably due to the lack of parental guidance and the amount of abuse I endured without my knowledge, and doing the same things my abusers did. We texted a lot of times, but he texted me first in the beginning and then we started to talk about stuff. Eventually, he starts to talk sexually; fast forward: he starts to ask for nudes, and I sent them out of pressure. Fast forward again, he tells me he wants to meet up with me for sex, etc, unbeknownst to me, I actually meet up with him by sneaking out because he calls me and says I'm lying, but I show up anyways and he sees me. I get caught, so I go home and then time passes on, and eventually, he and I meet up because my parents drive me to his house. Then, the incident of where I got raped occurred in his house where we met there. He gave me a pumpkin he knitted himself filled with candy. I still have it. He raped me, and told me it wasn't rape. It can't be rape between two friends, he tells me. We aren't friends anymore, and he's got me blocked, even though I should've blocked him out of the red flags I seen from him.

> are there other people/survivors/victims?

There are actually more people before me and after me. I have no idea their names, but I hope they're doing okay. I knew a girl who told me what happened to her though.