Let’s Talk About Sex Baby, Part III.

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Before I get into the real topic of this post let me just inform you that I’ve faltered. Yup, I’ve spend some money. 29.50 to be exact. Though, it’s money I’ve recently come into, cash I didn’t have to take out of the ATM. I’m not sure if I’m chalking it up as mission failed or mission slightly revamped. In any case I’m still attempting to keep the spending to a bare minimum. I’ll keep a running tally for you, haha.

Now on to the show:

I’ve written a few of these posts for the RAINN blog for a cause event, I’m just holding them hostage in my “Post for Review” section. I thought I would hold off on posting another sex-based post for a few days, but I saw this on Feministing and I had to post this entry….what do you think?

I have been really lucky. Insanely lucky. Incredibly fortunate.

I have never been abused, molested, or raped. In a time, in a world where one in three women will experience such by the time she is 18, it’s amazing that I haven’t. Unfortunately, true to the statistic, many of my friends have. It amazes me the strength these women have, their ability to not let such horrible experiences consume them, defeat them, derail their lives. I admire them. I love them. And I accept their decisions to not have pressed charges, even if I don’t agree with it.

I can only think in terms of “what would I do if I ever found myself in such a situation,” and actually being in that situation is a completely different thing, however I like to think that I’d be the biggest whistle blower on the planet. I’d put it all out there, ASAP. I’d alert the authorities, the media, the community. I’d press charges, I’d make sure it was known, I’d wear “I WAS FUCKING RAPED” t-shirts to court. Hell hath no fury like a feminist scorned. Or, at least, I hope I would.

And that’s my personal feeling, my hope for myself. I’m a pretty open book, I’m not one to hide behind secrets, I blog about my life and I talk about my problems to anyone who’ll listen. I wouldn’t be able to heal quietly. I know that about me. I’m almost 100% positive that for me to be able to deal with something so traumatic legal action would have to be taken. But a lot of women choose another route, they choose to let it dissolve away, to see a counselor and keep it private, to be done with it and put it behind them. And that is fine. As long as it’s what makes them feel better, as long as it makes them feel empowered.

Because sexual violence isn’t about sex. It’s about power.

And recovery is about finding a way to take it back.

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This entry is one in what will be a multi-part series of posts centered around the topic of sex that you’ll see throughout the month of April.

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