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So, I've been with my boyfriend for the past 2 years now and I've notice that is been a wile since wive been on a date together, we weren't like going on a date but he visited me and I was fine with that. Lately the only place I see him is on family activities or car rides with his parents but is bother me because we haven been on a date for a long time and I try to talk to him about the problem but he doesn't do nothing. I wanted to talk to him about serious stuff but he doesn't have the time to be with me. One day I invited him to my house to talk about stuff but "he didn't feel like visiting", so in my mind it seems like he does not care about me and I don't know what to do now. What should I do?

i was 7 And i was visiting Canada and while i was there i went to a party at a super huge house with my mom and dad. Everyone was having fun and dancing, and then a group of kids came to play with me there. They all ran upstairs and i followed them because we were playing tag. Then When we got to a bedroom a 15 yr old boy (i knew his age after the incident) i didn't know he followed us and suddently he started playing tag with us. After a while he started talking to me , asking me brief questions about myself and then he grabbed me , put me on his lap and held me very tight while he sat on the edge of the bed. He then told everyone to leave and i really couldnt understand why so i asked him why he did that. I told him to stop and let go of me but then he started telling me "you are so beautiful please stay" , i told him no and then started shouting but ofcourse no one could hear me. Then i got tired of him holding me i started to wiggle really really hard and cry but he kept restraining me
Then i knew it was time to fight back so i hit and stratched really hard then he yelled and let loose. finally i could run for it out the shithole room which is what i did and he yelled come back and i just kept running. As i got down the steps i finally found three men (his uncles) chatting and i muttered to them about what happened and they were still confused and asked why i was in tears. They understood and immediatly talked to that sick rapist of a son. They told my mom and my mother started yelling at me telling me i should of just stayed somewhere alone. .
So honestly do you think it really was my fault?