Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2017 22:39:40 GMT
I once had my bike stolen, which is kind of the same thing.
It was at 6th form college, and I was getting pretty blasé about locking my bike up, it was a pretty shit bike, and I hadn't been putting the lock on it for about 3 months. Then one day, it wasn't there, it had finally been stolen. I had two options at this point, go to reception or the police, and risk getting humiliated when I tell them my bike wasn't locked up with little chance of it ever being retrieved, let alone getting a conviction against the evil bastard(s) who did it. Or stay quiet, and try and find some way of moving on with my life.
I chose the latter, I stayed quiet. I didn't want to be the victim.
It is not easy coming forward in cases like this so I an empathise with what these women are going through, having been through the same thing myself, and it is only now I can speak up about what happened to me.