I wish people would understand that everything isn’t cut and dried if you’re a rape survivor. Sometimes you don’t process what happened to you right away.
Sometimes you’re afraid no one will believe you anyway. Sometimes you don’t know them and won’t have information to report. Sometimes you DO know them and you’re terrified of the fallout that comes with reporting. Sometimes the thought of reporting is terrifying because you know everything you’ve ever said, worn, done will be called into question and you can’t endure the emotional turmoil of seeing your character torn to pieces.
Unless you’ve been in that situation, you really can’t understand the thought process. You can’t understand the fear of reporting, the guilt of not reporting, the desire for justice that will never come. Please keep your erroneous judgments of survivors to yourself.