An apology to My Sisters

*This was begun the week of the Brock Turner rape trial, but I just finished it tonight.

What’s done is done, right? How do more shattered lives do anyone any favors? We can’t take away what happened to this young woman, but we can stop short of ruining another promising young person’s life.

Are you fucking kidding me?

I CANNOT TELL YOU HOW TIRED I AM OF THIS ATTITUDE. EVERY MAN WHO HAS EVER TAKEN A PIECE OF ME HAS USED THIS BULLSHIT RHETORIC IN ONE WAY OR ANOTHER TO AVOID TAKING RESPONSIBILITY.

I immediately hated that girl. MJ and I wrote character statements for the guys’ attorneys to use at trial. I did exactly what the girl who tried to justify the dumpster rapist’s actions did.

We talked openly about what a whore that girl was, and how she was just trying to get them in trouble because neither of them wanted to be her boyfriend and she felt stupid for letting them have sex with her that night.

We visited them in jail. For over a year. Eventually, enough other victims came forward to convince us that these young men, who we felt had never been anything but gentlemen in our presence, were rapists. I know now that there was nothing gentlemanly about their behavior towards anyone, but I didn’t see it then.
Anyway, here’s the thing:

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.