Okay, so here's the long and short of it:
A couple of months ago, I was raped. I know exactly who it was, and I went to Public Safety right after it happened, only to drop the case a week later, so no legal charges were ever filed.
When I came back for spring semester, I went about one week before crashing. You see, this event had occurred towards the end of fall semester, so I was still able to pull a 3.54 GPA. But after one week of the new semester I couldn't do anything. My depression and suicidal thoughts were overwhelming, and at times still are.
I signed up with University Counseling Services in mid January. I went to my counselor every week and she eventually referred me to the school psychiatrist, who put me on antidepressants and as-needed sleep aids for depression and post traumatic stress disorder. It seemed like things were starting to look up for me; I was finally getting medication, I did better in the classes I actually got up and attended, and I met a bunch of new friends, one of whom became my boyfriend. So I figured, alright, I'm finally getting over this.
Not quite. Several weeks ago I stopped taking my antidepressants because I came to the conclusion that they were making my suicidal thoughts worse. I then stopped attending my therapy sessions, so I was "kicked out" of UCS. I'm just so tired of needing help. To this day I still think all these horrible things and I just want it to stop. Lately I've been considering hurting myself or imagining what might happen should I die.
Here's one of my biggest issues right now: the question of whether or not to tell my boyfriend I've been raped has come up several times with my counselor and my friend. We have been together for about a month and a half and I am just terrified of losing him. I'm scared that things will change between us because all he will see when he looks at me is a rape victim, and I don't want that. But I need support; only one friend here on campus knows. I need some serious advice!
If someone could please just take a few minutes and really read this and get back to me, it would be so appreciated. No one should ever go through this, but I'm a 17-year-old college freshman so my life is stressful enough without all this crap. I just need some encouragement to keep me going at least one more day. Thank you!