I don’t know 

When I was in my freshman year I met a guy at a party with some friends. We started talking over Facebook and we agreed to hang out at his place. We watched a movie and truthfully I wanted to do some stuff, but when he started touching me I got really uncomfortable because it was clear he wanted to do stuff I was not comfortable with. I pulled away and said I wasn’t down to do anything. As I moved for the door he forced me away and forced me on top of him attempting to unbuckle my pants. I was able to pull myself away and made it more clear I wasn’t comfortable. He took the hint and stopped and let me grab my shoes and left immediately. He texted me the next day apologizing for being so aggressive and said he understood if I didn’t want to see him again. I said I was okay and didn’t care. To this day I am not sure if and to what extent it affects me. I am not even sure I would call what happened sexual assault. I think it might have to do with the fact that I am a male survivor or something. I don’t know. I have never really talked about it with anyone because I didn’t feel like it counted as sexual assault. I don’t know.