A few days ago, I met up with an old family friend (who also used to date my sister back in the day) at the local music venue getting shots for his bad. We had a few hours to spare before his band got to perform, so we sat and caught up. His wife was also present as well, which made me more at ease.
We ended up talking about my sister’s ex fiance (the one who triggered the dormant memories of the rape) and it turns out, when he was making music with the friend of ours, he would make crude remarks and follow our friend’s wife around. In a way, I’m not surprised at all but now I don’t feel nearly as bad for being targeted. It’s a bit of a weight being lifted off thinking maybe I just have shit luck.