Sunday, February 3, 2019

How I Feel.

I always have the mantra: Believe the victim until I am proven otherwise.

Since the 8th grade I was sexually harassed by a few cat callers, when I was 14, and in the 9th grade. These cat callers were 21+ years old. So statutory rape sort of deal if something were to happen. I've had a person in a car that came up to me asking if I had a boyfriend. I was 15. So I politely said yes to dodge a more serious scenario and went along my way. Luckily I was only like 200 feet away from my house and this happened after school if I remember correctly. Times like these aren't the only times that something happened to me. When I was 16: a boy in my class came up to me when I was at the public library harassing me into having sex with me after telling him what my research paper was about. I told him (or gave him signs) that I didn't want to have sex/wasn't interested. He kept following me around; seducing me until I gave up and said yes. It was a public restroom, where he did things I wasn't comfortable with in the first place. I remember at some point when he wanted oral sex, and I went along with it but was NOT comfortable with even having sex with him. He struck me as one of those guys that pressures women to sleep with him. So I did, and I told him to stop, and I was dodging his penis for a good reason. I wanted to STOP having sex. I remember very clearly him putting his hand behind my head, and pushed me back down there. I was so shocked that he fucking raped me (or sexually assaulted me) From that point on, whatever he did to me was definitely non-consensual. I just wanted to go home. I remember cancelling my plans with my sister because I was that upset. I was afraid if I reported him nothing would happen. And even if I had to take a restraining order out on him, the high school wouldn't have expelled him or have a good reason too; given the assault happened on a Saturday and off school grounds.
There was an instance where a family friend ogled me at the age of 16, in my homecoming dress. Then when I was about 18-19, he asked if he could see my breasts. Reluctantly I did show because he, too wouldn't have left me alone/kept harassing me about it. One day he shows up to my room and he grabs my breasts and ass without my consent/was uncomfortable. I told my aunt about that instance.
But my rape it took me about 6 years after the fact to tell my aunt what actually happened with me. For a while I kept denying that oh it was just bad sex, no big deal. But I came out to my closest friends first because they were concerned for my well-being. That's when they told me, that I was raped by my friend.

Now flash forward to seeing Trump (President Asshole) mock Ford about her assault is a new low for anyone, especially a president. When a day before he said her testimony was credible. Because of Trump's mockery, will make it even harder for victims to come out with their story. Yes be aware of there's lying involved. but do not EVER dismiss a victim until evidence comes up that the victim is not a victim. I do realize that there are rapes/sexual assaults that are a mistaken identity case. People mistake mistaken identity with flat out lying. Mistaken identity does not mean that she wasn't raped/sexually assaulted, she probably missed a detail or two; which obviously happens. Because no one has a 100 percent clear and concise memory of every detail of an assault.

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