Thing is, I don't remember a time when I didn't know about rape or the fear it brought. When I was a little girl (around 6 or so) my big sister was brutally raped. It was a stranger rape brought on by a guy worked up by strippers. It was completely and totally against the odds when you look at it. I was forever being told to be careful, my whole life. I was careful! I was so fucking careful!
But nobody told me that I didn't have to put up with being uncomfortable to appease men. Nobody told me that it was OKAY to be rude to your friends if you were scared. Nobody taught me the really important bloody lessons.
Not that it mattered, because it happened anyway, no matter how many women I went out with at night, how careful I was to wear shoes I could run in or not be alone with strangers.
It was by a friend that I knew for years in my own damned bedroom.
I wish people would understand that what's best for the victim is usually what's best for society as a whole. :(
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dancing_serpent
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Date: 2010-01-23 07:33 am (UTC)But nobody told me that I didn't have to put up with being uncomfortable to appease men. Nobody told me that it was OKAY to be rude to your friends if you were scared. Nobody taught me the really important bloody lessons.
Not that it mattered, because it happened anyway, no matter how many women I went out with at night, how careful I was to wear shoes I could run in or not be alone with strangers.
It was by a friend that I knew for years in my own damned bedroom.
I wish people would understand that what's best for the victim is usually what's best for society as a whole. :(