I have to be honest with you: I’m tired.
This has been an endless summer with a breakneck pace, and I have finally hit my wall. I think for the first time in my life, I actually don’t want an adventure, I want to sit at home with my cat and my partner and enjoy our home.
I took a week off. I traveled. I went to new places. I drank wine. I ate cheese. I avoided the news. It was wonderful.
But alas, the world keeps on spinning. And with the current state of things, it feels like missing one week of news is like missing three seasons of Game of Thrones. There are new characters, I have no idea where the old ones are, and the plot twists are become more and more bewildering.
I continue to be utterly baffled by what we are willing to accept, tolerate, defend, or even vote for. I’m not even sure what the line is anymore. I’m mortified at how many people are willing to vote for men who have sexually assaulted someone. We are living in a time when the exploitation of women is on full display, and we are turning a blind eye?
I’m deeply saddened by the fact that people find it more believable that a woman simply wants to ruin a mans career, not that he actually committed a crime. That we consider it more tragic that the mans life/career/future could be ruined, rather than the well being of the victim.
I’m angry that #believesurvivors even has to be a thing. Like what the actual fuck.
Here’s the thing, no woman has ever gotten famous for reporting sexual assault. It just doesn’t happen. And a lot of men don’t even face punishment when it is reported. So why do women report sexual assault? Why when they see the man who attacked them rising to more power do they say something? Because they are looking out for the next woman. Because he is a predator and it’s only a matter of time before it happens again.
So I guess here is my question to you: what’s your limit? What does it take for you to finally say this is too far, this isn’t ok, something has to change? Because after the last two years, I’m starting to think there is no limit, and nothing is going to change.