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Dear Woman Who Thinks Your Great-Uncle Grabbing Your Butt And Saying Nice Things About Your Bottom Was No Big Deal.

Dear Woman Who Thinks Your Great-Uncle Grabbing Your Butt And Saying Nice Things About Your Bottom Was No Big Deal.

October 28, 2017 · 21 Comments on Dear Woman Who Thinks Your Great-Uncle Grabbing Your Butt And Saying Nice Things About Your Bottom Was No Big Deal.

Back when I was in therapy, my therapist would correct me every time I minimized some part of my molestation. …

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Stop Using My Rape As A Reason For Your Discrimination.

Stop Using My Rape As A Reason For Your Discrimination.

February 23, 2017 · 2 Comments on Stop Using My Rape As A Reason For Your Discrimination.

I’m not gonna deny that I have issues.   No matter who comes knocking when I’m home alone, I’m walking to that …

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"What exactly are you afraid of?"

“What exactly are you afraid of?”

November 10, 2016 · 4 Comments on “What exactly are you afraid of?”

“What exactly are you afraid of?”   That my LGBTQ friends and family will have their newly won rights slapped …

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Fifty-Shades Of Not Okay

Fifty-Shades Of Not Okay

October 14, 2016 · 16 Comments on Fifty-Shades Of Not Okay

Those who know me best know I nearly always have “the news” going on in the background of my life. …

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Not Just Words: Excusing The Inexcusable

Not Just Words: Excusing The Inexcusable

October 8, 2016 · 12 Comments on Not Just Words: Excusing The Inexcusable

“You have such beautiful thighs.” “We could pull over and make out.” “My wife doesn’t mind who I have sex …

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Love you. But I'm Not Going Back In The Box For Any Of You.

Love you. But I’m Not Going Back In The Box For Any Of You.

October 7, 2016 · 12 Comments on Love you. But I’m Not Going Back In The Box For Any Of You.

Over the course of this last year, I’ve seen a number of friends shake their heads and even their fingers …

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At least eight pieces

At least eight pieces

February 7, 2016 · 3 Comments on At least eight pieces

At writers group this time last year, a newcomer slipped me a note.   I’d just finished sharing my redemptive story, the …

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I remember . . .

I remember . . .

October 7, 2015 · 2 Comments on I remember . . .

I remember Going to Jimmy’s house, Waiting outside. I see a man. He wants to walk with me.   We …

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If she could draw you a picture

If she could draw you a picture

October 7, 2015 · 2 Comments on If she could draw you a picture

If she could draw you a picture It would be of the street where she lived. The places she played. …

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Dearest Fellow Survivor Friend

Dearest Fellow Survivor Friend

August 28, 2015 · 8 Comments on Dearest Fellow Survivor Friend

“I feel like I’m dying.”   You may be up and walking around, making lunches for the kids, pushing a …

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