I'M Still Standing

My father raised me to always be aware of my surroundings. I thought I was! I was invited to a party by my ex-boyfriend, I cleaned up, got dressed & drove there. Next thing I know, I'm waking up in my ex- boyfriend's bed. I couldn't understand why there were people walking around in his apartment and in his bedroom. How was it that I slept through all that? I ran into his bathroom and shut the door. I felt so nauseated--I got sick. I kept forgetting what I was saying. I was confused. People there were avoiding me; including my ex. He kept laughing at me with his friends. I thought we could be friends after we had broken up, but obviously, I was wrong. Feeling scared and helpless, I managed to drive home. I felt so dirty. I went straight into the bathroom and took off my clothes. As I stepped nto the shower, in the the mirrors, I noticed bruises on both my inner thighs & forearms. It took me a while to figure out what happened to me. The last thing I remembered that night, was being handed a drink with alcohol and it was laced with a daterape drug. By the bruises on my arms, it was obvious that I was given intrevienous drugs. It was a nightmare knowing such horrific acts were done to me that night. God was with me! HE knew it was more than I could handle. HE took my memory away. My left groin was in a lot of pain for three months. I believe, if I wasn't given a daterape drug that night and I had to remember everything, I'd be in prison, today, for murdering the men who raped me. GOD is good all the time! After all, I'm still standing!