Thursday, September 27, 2018

Time to Talk

Okay... here it is. It's time to talk. I've alluded to it before. But, never talked. Not really.

The current situation with the supreme court and the he said she said nature of where we are is either making me brave or angry or both. Likely a little tilted to anger.

The question I just can't take any more is: Why didn't she say anything sooner?

My question is: How dare you?

Unless this has happened to you you have no idea what happens. None.

I didn't talk. I didn't talk for 30 years. 30 years. And then when I did, it was to someone who loves me unconditionally. Who makes me feel so safe that I can talk about it. Not everyone has this person. Unfortunately. I wish everyone did.

Unless you are held down against your will you do not know what this is like.

You do not know what it's like to be afraid to have people touch you.

You do not know what happens when someone gets too close. Especially from behind. I joke about my bubble. How I just don't like people close. In reality, I just can't trust that you won't hurt me. Physically. Emotionally.

I continually tell myself that I am safe. I am safe. I am safe.

The boys club culture needs to end. It needs to end now.

Women need to feel safe to talk about what has happened to them.

We need to feel safe.

We need to be believed.