Letter...bit of a mistake?

I think I have made a petite mistake.I wrote this yesterday and posted it, and now I think it was a really stupid thing to do. They are just going to think the same things they always did, but I just really feel I need some sort of acknowledgemnet that what happenedwas not ok. When I was in liverpool the other day, i went into the faculty building, and the same old 'we rule the world' atmosphere was still very much present. I already know it happened to someone else in my year, who was too afraid to talk after she saw what happened to me. that kind of elitest attitude is so damaging, and what has such an effect on its victims. I feel ike im being stupid and should just drop it, but maybe some sort of response would allow me to actually move on?

this is what i sent
(and i even put capital letters in it!)

 Dear Sir

After a lot of contemplation, I have decided to write this letter. I was a BVSc first year student at Liverpool University Vet School in 2004, and left mid 2005. I now feel that I need to write this, as the whole situation has been playing on my mind for the last 5 years, and has caused many difficulties for me. During the time I was at Liverpool, I feel I was treated very unfairly, and whilst I am not looking to change the past, I feel that it is appropriate to send this in order that it should not happen to another student.

During fresher’s week, I went to a party, organized by older BVSc students, and had my drink spiked with lsd, and was sexually abused.

As you can imagine, I was pretty much a mess after this, and felt unable to cope with the difficulties of finding my feet in a new city, starting a very demanding course, and feeling safe in general. I became very depressed and struggled with an eating disorder. But what made matters even worse is that I received absolutely no support from the Faculty, and was made to feel that the whole situation was my own fault, and was made out to be a liar. Anyone who has suffered abuse of that kind deserves the chance to ask for help, and to receive it in a safe environment.

I spoke to name removed, who was in charge of student welfare within the faculty at the time, and was told that 'you cannot cry rape because you were drunk and changed your mind'. This is obviously horrifically inappropriate, and made me feel like I could not talk to anyone and ask for help to deal with how I was feeling. I had to deal with the person who did this to me sitting behind me in lectures, taunting me, following me around campus and halls, making my life hell, because I had tried to speak up. The Vet Schools response was to threaten to throw me out unless I stopped talking about it. I do not understand how anyone could imagine that this was the right thing to do. I was made to feel worthless, and that I was making a fuss of nothing. Well, Sexual abuse is not nothing, and I became very ill as a result, eventually leaving the course after attempting suicide. I was bullied everyday by this person, and his friends, my life was made an intolerable hell. Everywhere I turned to try and seek support I was told I was a liar, and to 'get over it'. I even had the Hospital notes sent to me to prove my drink was spiked. Because I was in such a state, I was unable to explain to doctor at hospital the extent of what had happened, and by the time I managed to talk about it with the doctor; I had showered and changed, so there was not enough biological evidence. I went to the police after a couple of weeks, but with no support I was too frightened to take it further, which I'm sure you can understand. So this might all seem very insignificant but it has completely changed my life. I was Ill with depression, still am, and have struggled badly to recover from an eating disorder and to rebuild my confidence.

I tried numerous times to try and sort this out, talk to people-in confidence, contrary to belief I was NOT gossiping about what had happened-why would I, and I was constantly reminded of it from the bullying of my fellow students. In fact, all the gossip and rumors came from someone else entirely, and again I was warned about talking about what had happened. So not only did the faculty fail to provide me with any sort of help or support for a very serious problem, they also labeled me a liar at every opportunity.

Five years on and I finally felt able to return to University Halls to collect the belongings that I had left behind, that the warden had kindly stored for me, after I explained what had happened-I went straight home from hospital. It got me thinking that I needed to try one more time to talk to somebody about this-to point out the horrible inappropriate way I was treated, the bullying amongst students, and above all, with the hope that someone might take notice of this and prevent this from happening again.

I cannot begin to describe the effect that this has had on my life. Had someone just taken the time to listen, instead of just dismissing me, then maybe I could have completed the course and had the career I wanted since childhood.

Please take notice of this. I am now ready to talk to the police again about what happened, and see where I stand now. I have recently been contacted by another student from my year, who told me the same thing happened to her, same person, and she was too scared to talk about it because of the way I was treated and bullied by the rest of my year group. It is awful that someone had to live with that for all this time, having the fear of talking reinforced by the treatment of staff within the Faculty.

I would like to reiterate that I am not writing this for attention, or to cause trouble, as I was accused of in the past, I would just appreciate some sort of acknowledgement that the way I was treated was unacceptable.

A response to this letter would therefore be greatly appreciated.

Kind Regards

Vicki Baker