Every 98 seconds in America, someone is sexually assaulted. 1 out of every 6 American women has been the victim of an attempted or completed rape in his/her lifetime

 

 

I have toyed a lot about the idea of opening up about my own sexual assault experience from my teen years. I kept thinking about how others would view me, what they would say about me, and how society would continue to discredit me. I kept thinking about the people that would be effected if I were to speak about my experience or if it would make them uncomfortable. And then today, I woke up and decided I didn’t give a shit. I don’t care who is uncomfortable, and if you want to go ahead and say something nasty, please feel free but just know that it just shows your true colors and not mine. If you want to share your story with me, please feel free to reach out to me and I would be happy to chat. I am sharing my story today because I am 1 in 6. It happened to me, and unfortunately, it most likely happened to many people I know as well. Though details at this moment in time about my assault are not necessary, I hope that any other survivors out there feel free to share their story.  We should not feel like we don’t have an outlet or shouldn’t be able to talk about our experiences because we are ashamed or afraid of how the media and society will pick our stories apart to the point where we are being victimized all over again.

Just remember everyone: rape is rape. Sexual Assault is sexual assault. There should be no other questions. There should be nothing else that needs to be discussed beyond that point. We should not hear anything else. What does it matter what she/he was wearing, what he/she was doing, why does that change everything.  We should not be focused on if she had a boyfriend or was on a TV show or anything.  NO MEANS NO.