As a survivor of sexual assault and thus a person who already feels unsafe in their body, especially in public places, street harassment is triggering to me. A reminder that my body is not my own in rape culture, that other people believe themselves entitled to my body and my time.
This is a people problem because it impacts relationships. It impacts our daughters. It impacts you and your relationships and you quality of life.
If you’ve ever sought medical attention for sexual assault, finding healthcare coverage might be trickier than you expected.
We need to improve our understanding of the long term effects of sexual assault, and offer continued support to survivors.
Let’s say this loud, so even the people in the back can hear us. RAPE. IS. NOT. FUNNY.
Forgiving does not mean I’ll forget the past or give up my human rights. Instead, forgiveness is an active way for me as a sexual assault survivor to stand up for myself and preserve my future.
Just because you don’t remember your assault doesn’t mean you weren’t assaulted.
Because every single day is a fight, even if you don’t see it.
“I am not worried to report it. I am scared how this will affect my father to know that someone of his kind did this to his little girl.”
It doesn’t matter how many shots I took. How many bottles I downed. It doesn’t matter because it does not mean I ever, ever asked for this.