seven.

“He was my friend + I said no. He didn’t stop, + his friends were outside encouraging him + making fun of me. I changed who I am, + the things I enjoy because of what he did to me. This year was 10 years 

six.

“I was sexually assaulted by a male kitchen employee. He was verbal and physical even though I clearly said no. I repeatedly told him to stop and he never did”

three.

“It started at 16. I wasn’t ready and he wasn’t okay with that, but I felt obligated. He thought it would be ‘fun’ to hit me, he thought it would be fun to choke me. I let it happen because it made him happy, and I wanted him to be happy, so it was worth the pain for him to be happy.”

four brave souls

Yesterday I was lucky enough to interact with four students who were willing to share their stories of assault on paper. I feel incredibly grateful they were willing to put themselves out and deeply saddened that each had to suffer.

“I have learned now that while those who speak about one’s miseries usually hurt, those who keep silence hurt more.”

they’re here!

“We all have a story” cards were dropped at my doorstep today. As much as possible, I genuinely look forward to what everyone who comes by the exhibition has to say. Sexual assault has impacted everyone in one way or another.