So during my first semester of college, I pledged a fraternity. I was so excited to do so, because my uncles and granddad before had joined the same one. Anyways, after I had accepted my bid, the actives threw us a party. Everyone was shitfaced drunk, including me. I hooked up with a girl at the party, who was drunk as well. The next day, I talked with her to see how she was doing, because it was her first time. Her opinion was that no fowl play was involved (I already knew that), and that she thought that I was a really nice guy etc.    A little later in the day, I was at my fraternity house. The president called me up to his room where the entire exec board was sitting. He sat me down, and told me that he had heard that I had raped her, and that the sex wasn't consensual. The moment he told me that, I immediately thought my life was over. I go to college in a state that is easily the most religious state in America. I knew that if it went to court, my life would be over.  But on the other hand, I knew that I had done nothing wrong, the girl said I did nothing wrong. But here I was being accused of being a monster that I knew I never was.   After the sit down, I was informed that my fraternity president had called the girl's sorority president and found nothing to be wrong with the incident, however I was dropped because they were unsure of I had truly raped her. For the rest of the semester, I was borderline depressed. I didn't, and still haven't informed my parents of the incident. I was afraid even my parents wouldn't support me, and be pained that they had raised a monster. I started drinking too much and spent my weekends in my dorm room drinking by myself, I felt like I was a beast that had to be kept in it's cage, for fear of what I might do. I was constantly battling myself if I had truly raped her, or if I had not. I knew in my heart, I had done nothing. But, I was being accused of something so bad. I would stay awake at night, praying to God to please somehow forgive me of the atrocity I had committed.  However, not even once did I contemplate suicide, I love life and everything that it brings. Fast forward to the beginning of my second semester. I was at a party. The girl that I had hooked up with was there as well. She pulled me aside tearing up. She told me in between her sobs that she was so sorry that I was dropped from my fraternity. She then continued on telling me that her president, and my president had sat her down. They pressured her into confessing that I had raped her, most likely to peruse criminal charges. The pressuring became so violent that she broke down in tears screaming that I had done nothing wrong.    At that point in time, I was set free of the depression and borderline alcoholism. I knew that I could not let someone or something have that much control over my day to day life. I knew I had done nothing wrong, and that was all I needed to know. Fast forward to the present day, I still have to deal with people joking or asking me if I truly raped a girl. It doesn't bother me to an extent, but it can be annoying. I still sometimes have emotional breakdowns.  Just last night, I was at a party. I was talking to a girl I had taken out on a date before hand. She had been telling me how sweet and nice I was. But at the party, her attitude had changed. She told me I did not respect her (she also knew about my rape allegation). I left immediately, holding back tears. I could not deal with someone accusing me of something that I fought so hard not to be. I don't perceive  I will most likely transfer back to a school in my home state to get a fresh start. However, I know I will have to carry this cross for most likely the rest of my life. So here is my message to you guys who are going through the same situation. Never, ever, ever give up. The only person you need to prove jack shit to is yourself. Don't consume yourself with thoughts that are not true. If you have thoughts of suicide, don't do it. We only get one shot at this, and you will not be beaten, or cheated. People love you too much to do it.  Now go out and live your life to fullest. And never give up. I know how hard it can be.

TLDR; was falsely accused of rape, overcame demons. Living life to the fullest now.