I was at a metal concert last night and a guy was pushing hard through the crowd and grabbed my ass. We talked to security, who were within 10ft of the situation, but saw nothing, and the guy is throwing obscenities at me and my boyfriend when we point him out.

The security guard just said we should "play nice" and did nothing.

It ruined the night. Like, I went down a mental path that just got worse and worse. I have been apologizing to my boyfriend all morning for ruining the night. I was worried all night that this was another in a string of bad experiences we've had together and that he'd break up with me over it (every time something happens to me, I fear he'll leave me). 

He's been amazing and has been very supportive since and is probably more pissed than I was. He even posted on Facebook about the experience to the venue.

I tried to tell him we could stay and watch some more, but I think he could tell I was mentally shutting down fast, so he kept saying he was fine and we could go.

I just hate that it pushed me back into the bad thoughts I had been having for a while now. And it wasn't even my fault, but I feel so guilty, like I made too big a deal about it or something.

Anyone else have similar stories?