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My first time experiencing sexual assault as a man
2020… COVID period.
That time everything was strict. Curfew was 6:00 pm sharp. Once it’s evening like that, everyone is expected to be home. The streets were even different at that time, everything felt controlled and tense.
I never thought I would ever share something like this publicly, but I think silence is part of why things like this keep getting ignored, especially when it happens to men.
I met her on Facebook.
I was just on my own, scrolling through my timeline like any normal day. Nothing serious on my mind. I was single at that time, just going through life normally.
Then I saw her post.
She said she needed a “bestie.”
I replied her casually, like I’m here.
She responded almost immediately. We started talking from there. Then I noticed she went back to my profile and started liking my pictures one by one. At that moment, I didn’t think too deep into it, I just felt she was interested and expressive.
We kept talking and eventually agreed to meet.
The first time she came to my house, nothing serious happened. We introduced ourselves properly, talked about life, random things, had some deep conversations. It actually felt normal. No pressure, no tension, just two people trying to know each other.
But I noticed something… her energy was fast.
Like she was already trying to move things forward quicker than normal.
Not long after that first meeting, she started pushing for another hangout. This time she didn’t even suggest my place, she insisted we go out somewhere. She was very specific about it.
That alone surprised me, because usually it doesn’t happen like that.
A woman insisting that strongly, taking initiative like she was planning everything… it made me curious. I started wondering what exactly she wanted or what her intentions were.
So I agreed.
Not because I was carried away, but because I wanted to understand the situation better.
What I didn’t know at that time was that she had already paid for a hotel room before even meeting me that day.
We went out and first stopped at a bar.
She ordered drinks, chicken suya, everything. I remember at some point I wanted to refuse, but I accepted because she insisted and said she was handling everything.
We sat there, talked, laughed… it felt like a normal date. Nothing strange yet.
But as time went on, it started getting late.
That was when the energy changed.
She said we should lodge somewhere for the night and leave in the morning.
I remember pausing.
Immediately I refused.
I told her she had already spent too much money and that I should just go home. But deep down, another reason was the curfew. Once it’s 6:00 pm, you’re expected to be indoors. I didn’t want any situation where I’d be stuck outside or anything unnecessary.
That was the night I actually left.
We still met again later after that.
Same pattern repeated itself. She kept insisting on the same hotel idea. I kept declining. She got upset at some point, not in a loud way, but in a way that made you feel like you were doing something wrong for saying no.
That kind of emotional pressure slowly works on you without you realizing it.
Eventually, I gave in once.
We went, spent time together, but nothing major happened that day. After that, we didn’t see each other for a while.
I thought maybe that was the end of everything.
But I was wrong.
One day, I checked up on her. Just normal conversation, nothing serious. We talked for a bit and then she invited me to her place.
I went.
That decision is something I still think about till today.
When I entered her house, everything felt normal at first. No signs, no warning, nothing unusual.
But immediately I stepped in properly, she locked the door.
Not just locked it normally… she used padlocks.
Then she threw the keys somewhere inside the room where I couldn’t reach them.
That was the first moment I felt something shift inside me.
I just stood there for a few seconds like…
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@CcEbony Only few can say it out of their past experiences on sexual abuse .
Most live with it which is not good at all.
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@EzeaniEmmanue11 I pray you get over the experience even though I know you will get flash back randomly
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@CcEbony That experience was intense I didn’t expect it to turn out this way.
Maybe because of my appearance will make her to that to me . Do I look like someone who can be manipulated.
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@EzeaniEmmanue11 An Ex repeatedly mentioned no 3rd hand will train our children if we got married.
No nannies,family member, no neighbors to watch over them after school hours. It strictly had to be me or him.
I just concluded he was molested as a boy child because he was paranoid
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@CcEbony @samo_skey Because they have completed their task on earth and people will look for a way to take advantage of femi and ask questions that has no answers .
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There is a boy on my street. Maybe nine years old.
His name is Femi.
He tells people how they will die.
Not as a threat. Not even as a warning.
The way you would tell someone their shoelace is undone.
Casual. Helpful almost.
He told Mr. Adeyemi he would die choking on something small and round.
Mr. Adeyemi laughed.
Four months later, a button.
He told the woman at the end of the road she would go in her sleep, on a Tuesday, in her daughter's house.
She lived alone.
She had not spoken to her daughter in six years.
It was a Tuesday.
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@CcEbony @samo_skey Such people don’t actually stay for a long time on earth they suddenly disappear.
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@EzeaniEmmanue11 @samo_skey Tagged you because I believe you understand the things of the deep & you have such gift of insight of people.
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@CcEbony @samo_skey 😳😳😳 is this actually real ?? Because I have read this countless times .
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@ICEPUPPY001 Hi,
I’m doing great, been a minute…
Thanks for checking up.
How have you been?
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@Mikeliberation @princej_11 Don’t bother about it, she would never come back.
When women say NO,it’s mostly not about another guy, it’s a deep soul search that doesn’t align somewhere or somehow.
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I once dated a girl who never asked me for money.
The surprising thing was that she was still a student then, and she wasn’t even from a rich family—we were from the same community.
Each time I visited her at school, I would give her money, and she would refuse, telling me to keep it. She did this several times.
Sometimes, she would call and ask to borrow money. She always used the word “borrow.”
I remember giving her ₦10,000 once, and she said she would pay it back.
I didn’t take it seriously because I knew it wasn’t common for women to do that here.
But surprisingly, she sent the full amount back to me after three weeks.
Her attitude made me start thinking that maybe she didn’t like me.
But then again, I thought to myself, “This is a good girl. I should start planning to marry her because she’s not materialistic.”
I was happy, thinking I had found the right one.
So during her final year, I proposed to her.
She looked at me and laughed—the kind of laugh that throws you off guard—and said, “You’re a good person, but I won’t marry you.”
That was one of the greatest shocks of my life till today 😥
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