SM: Besides the drinking, how else did it affect your everyday life?
Lindsay: I was scared all the time. I was taking an advanced photography class – I was a key holder for the darkroom, but I got to a point where I would take my pictures, but couldn’t go to the darkroom by myself. Instead of asking for help I just quit developing my pictures and took an F for the class. I lost part of my academic scholarship after that.

SM: Were you afraid that it was going to happen again?
Lindsay: I was. The guy who raped me went on to follow me around for years to come. I guess the appropriate term is stalking me.

SM: Did you ever confront him about raping you?
Lindsay: No, I didn’t. I did say something to one of his friends who I saw out. He came up to me and said “Hey you guys never hang out with us anymore,” and I was like, “Your friend raped me and I don’t want to hang out with him.” It took me by surprise that I was even brave enough to say that.

SM: What did he say to that?
Lindsay: That he was sure it was a misunderstanding – and then he just walked away.

Lindsay Young SM: When did you realize you needed to tell someone that you had been raped?
Lindsay: It was about nine months after it happened when I told my first serious college boyfriend. He would wake me up because I would be shaking in the middle of the night. He’d be like, “You’re screaming. What is wrong with you?!” Finally I said,”Ok, let me walk you through my past a little.”

SM: How did it feel to tell him?
Lindsay: It was a relief to tell someone, but he immediately became angry and was like I’m going to get your brothers and we’re going to take care of this. He didn’t understand why I didn’t tell my family. He also didn’t understand me not wanting the guy’s legs broken.