I am writing this piece for the many brave women who put their careers on the line by outing Weinstein. I am writing this piece for the women across the country and the MANY women in my own community who have been subject to the same façade.
You can’t beat a demon with an acoustic guitar solo.
“I left when I woke up with her hands around my throat.”
Remember those girls you and everybody ignored in high school? Of course you don’t. I didn’t remember them either until one of mine moved to New York City and became an incredibly high-end stripper.
Tarah went and did something beyond crazy. Something I thought even she wasn’t capable of.
They may romanticize the relationship and re-idealize you, taking back all their hurtful words and actions in one fell swoop (or cleverly constructed text message).
Write about your feelings and opinions so you can make other people feel less alone (or perhaps angry and offended).
“I went for a shower completely unaware that I was in danger. I finished with my shower when I noticed a presence. Someone was under my bed.”
His smile, especially, was beautiful—wide and genuine and infectious. He had an easy, liquid way of moving, that natural grace some people seem to just have. He wanted to be a singer and he could sing like heaven, and it seemed like there wasn’t a drop of malice in him….