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The original was posted on /r/twoxchromosomes by /u/LaFilleDuMoulinier on 2023-08-10 23:28:53.
When I was 19 I was violently physically assaulted by a guy I had known my entire life. We had been to school together in primary school, grown up in the same village, had the same group of friends etc… One afternoon I spotted him hitchhiking on the side of the road with another guy I knew, so I pulled over to give them a ride. As soon as he opened the passenger door he lunged at me, started to punch me, got his hands around my throat and strangled me until I was about to pass out. The other guy basically didn’t move. Of course I pressed charges, the guy got out with a fine and a suspended sentence. This fucked me up for so long. I was never able to trust anyone after this. There will always be a part of me on high alert in any kind of social situations. As for him, he ended up with many more convictions as the years passed. Violent assault, drugs, robberies also I think?
Today, 20+ years later I was told he has died. I don’t know when, I don’t know how. And most of all I don’t even know how I feel. His mom passed away a few years ago, she was a lovely lady. She would have been the only person to mourn him I think. His siblings probably feel relief considering he victimised them also. Yet I don’t feel any, not even relief. I’m just…. puzzled I guess? I don’t know what to feel. I thought when this day would come I would feel at least safer or something.
Do you guys have similar experience ?
EDIT : spelling and grammar