Sexual Assault Awareness Month

Imperfectly Perfect

April is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. It’s a month where people should be allowed to speak out about their pasts and pain.

There’s a stigma around the sorts of people who get sexually assaulted. People label them with reasons why they believe they have been attacked. People are assaulted every single day. People of all genders, of all ages and sexual orientation. Nothing stops a predator.

So DO NOT fucking preach to me about what she was wearing. DO NOT preach to me about the fact he’s a ‘pussy’ for being attacked.

DO NOT tell me you think it’s fucking acceptable.

I did not get this far to get justice on the man who sexually assaulted me to be told that I should get over it. I did not go through all this pain and hurt to be told it is my fault. Have a bit of consideration for those…

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The Basement Window

Patrick W. Marsh

For me, it might as well have been a gate between heaven and hell.

For everyone else driving by, it was simply a lit-up window sitting on the earth like a glowing snail. A luminous blip of symmetry on your way to the nearby park, church, McDonalds, or school. A bright square dividing the siding. An architectural necessity. An eye of yellow fabric on a typical suburban tapestry.

Growing up for me as a kid was difficult when it came to relating to people. I was incredibly sensitive and emotional, byproducts of having severe depression chiseled into my person by some villainous genetic artisan. Throughout my young life, and into adulthood, I struggled with the very basic interactions with my friends. I could never tell if I was teasing them too much. I could never tell if they were teasing me too much. I could never control my emotions in…

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