I trust this website, little monsters.com so I decided to tell a dark, dreadful, and horrifying story of mine. Just days before the music video of G.U.Y. came out, I was raped by a man who coerced me into a traumatic and painful sex for only ten minutes. I struggled to escape by shouting and fighting. He then gave up and left my house. I had the most inflicting and despairing hours of my life later on. The next morning, I called a friend who I trusted the most and she took me to a hospital lest the heinous man carried any STDs. I took preventive medicine for one month. The day after, I became more and more depressed. I didn't eat, and slept little. I was in no mood to watch the G.U.Y. music video. A social worker contacted me and gave some support, but that didn't help much. I came back home and stay with my parents. They were worried about me, because I looked lethargy every day, so they asked me, and I told them. They were in consternation but still managed to give me warm comments. Three months later, my physical examination seemed alright and I was so released that I didn't have to be apprehensive anymore. Then, it hit me that I haven't watched the G.U.Y. music video, so in attempt to cheer myself up, I watched it. I burst out into rain-like tears when I saw the sorrow from Gaga's face when she was betrayed in the video. It reminded me of the days I have been through and thoughts about death during these days of ordeal. The end of the video is Gaga successfully retaliated the adversary, and that gave me hope telling me I can conquer all these one day. And now, I still can't trust people and have negative feeling towards sex. But I hope one day, I can once again trust people, embrace love, and enjoy sex. Well, maybe it's a long way to go.