If you don’t want to be accused of sexual assault, don’t sexually assault anyone.
Go ahead, #ArrestUs for exercising our fundamental human right of choice over our bodies.
I never thought my husband and I would be connected by a word like rape, yet here I am.
It’s an exercise in trust and consent.
Here’s the thing: I have no memory of ever being sexually assaulted or abused.
I lost my virginity to rape, at 13 years old.
I was on a date. It was December and warm in Southern California.
I’d always been taught the bad men were the ones lurking in the bushes. No one ever told me they could be the man you marry.
After all, no-one else has a clue what they’re doing, either.
Every cell in my body was telling me to run, to scream, to do something other than just stand there.
Imagine living the worst moment of your life over and over again.
Content Notice: Sexual Assault
Trigger warning: discussion of rape and sexual assault.
Trigger Warning: Discussion of rape, sexual violence, and sexual abuse.
Content notice: Descriptions of sexual assault, domestic violence, and emotional abuse.
I wanted to see his life fall apart, but instead, I saw him being happy.
I came to learn the justice system is not about the truth. The system is a game of chess.