I was 21 when this happened, so I wasn’t a child except in the sense that my extremely conservative parents kept me purposely “innocent” without teaching me about sex or my body. We didn’t have tv or the internet, so I was really shielded. I went to BYU and attended a field study in Mexico that was hosted by another university. While there, I fell in love with a local. Rape feels like too strong of a word, but what happened between us was non-consensual. How could I have consented when I had no idea what was happening? But of course, I blamed myself. I was deeply ashamed. I went to my bishop immediately. He asked me the most invasive and disgusting questions. He never asked about consent, but instead told me that I had probably aroused him “because I was too pretty” whatever that means. He asked where we had sex, how many times, was there sodomy involved, did we have oral sex and was it him to me or me to him, did I orgasm, did he ejaculate inside me, and did I enjoy it.