So because of this threat, and the absolute impossibility of paying my hospital bill without my family's insurance, I mustered up the strength to tell my mother, expecting her characteristic overreaction and wild upset.
She was cold as fucking hell. She didn't look at me once. She was so angry that I wouldn't recount the details of the rape to her, because I was such an emotional mess that I absolutely couldn't have. I asked her not to be mad at me and she didn't say a word. I told her it wasn't my fault and she just looked away. I can't even begin to comprehend her reaction.
Up until now, the select few people I've told (my boyfriend and best friends) have been insanely supportive and understanding. But my own MOTHER. And she's not one of those stereotypical cold conservative unfeeling moms. I could always talk to her about anything. I can't believe this from her. I don't even know where to go from here.
At the very least, she's taking care of the hospital bill. I guess that's something.