My hands are shaking as I write this.
I am noticing a recurring theme in some of the comments and emails I have been receiving, and I think it needs to be addressed. Like, immediately.
It seems as though we’ve decided there is a hierarchy of victims. I’ve talked about this before, regarding our rape culture. This is different. I mean, we- as victims of sexual abuse- have decided this. About OURSELVES.
Typing that makes me feel a little sick to my stomach.
Just within the past week, I have had two emails from women telling me their stories, stories which are remarkably similar and are, unfortunately, becoming increasingly familiar to me.
I have yet to hear a story of sexual abuse that doesn’t involve shame. It is the singular unifying theme- there is no surprise there, sadly. But there is a subset of stories within our collective tale…
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