Date Rape
In Dunham’s book Not That Kind of Girl, she writes she was raped when she was a college student at Oberlin, but did not realize it was rape until she told about her encounter to her roommate.
Audrey’s pale little face goes blank. She clutches my hand and, in a voice reserved for moms in Lifetime movies, whispers, “You were raped.” I burst out laughing.”
After having sex with a guy while high on Xanax and Cocaine and inebriated, Dunham recounts how she saw his condom hanging on a plant near the bed. She kicks him out, but in the essay it is clear that the man had taken advantage of her intoxicated state.
I don’t know how we got here, but I refuse to believe it’s an accident . . .
Dunham also tells the story to reporter Terri Gross, explaining why she included the story in her book.
She got high and banged somebody. That’s not rape. That’s college.