![]() I obsessively thought he had seen me, that somehow it was my fault he was missing. As I read the story I realised I had been on his street the day he went missing. I had the worst panic attack of my life, had I not had them previously I would have thought I was having a heart attack. I found out on the 14th when Google suggested it as a news story. On the 10th of May, the man who raped me went missing. I wanted to see what he had written, but I knew realistically too much time had passed. So I made a General Data Protection Regulation request to the uni. I knew then I didn't want kids, I couldn't bring anyone into a world that seemed so awful (though now, thankfully, I have my beautiful daughter). I couldn't see a future, I didn't want one either. My life spiralled out of control and I dropped out of uni and wasted the years that followed, never making any plans. But he blamed me for having gotten drunk, he didn't advise me to go to the police or give me any information about rape crisis. To me, he was just a medical professional. I saw a male doctor, which I didn't question. Well, in 2007, I did report being raped to the uni, as I didn't have a GP at the time. I am not sure if you remember but I told you before why the Mridul Wadhwa scandal affected me so much.Īt the start of May I contacted my old university after reading that students often did not report sexual assault to their university. I've been meaning to send you this for a while. ![]()
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