It has been a rough week for survivors of sexual assault.
Listening to those elected to serve us (and their minions) denounce Dr. Blasey has been infuriating and incredibly painful. Seeing the posts of those who support and spread such cruelty has also been painful. I’ve just decided to unfriend folks like that. Life is too short to be friends with toxic people.
I have raged at the way this has been handled. How in the hell did we allow so many clueless old men remain in power, when they obviously could care less about so many of us?
Friday did me in. After Trump’s tweet attack of Dr. Blasey and Senator McConnell’s assurance to those so-called “values voters” that Dr. Kavanaugh WOULD be voted onto the Supreme Court, I found myself curled up in a ball on my bed. I was too numb to cry. I just had to be alone with my pain.
Sexual assault is horrific in and of itself, but the trauma that is heaped on survivors by those who would minimize or deny they were victimized makes it even worse. Even years later after the assault happened.
I wish there was a way to make people in our country show more compassion, but there is none. In the past couple of weeks I have been haunted by the notion that perhaps we Americans are not as great as we think we are, especially those of us who are white. All I see are a bunch of sniveling, self-serving, greedy bastards who could care less about the suffering of others, so long as it doesn’t impact them.
There is not much I can do to change that, but I can raise my voice and say this is wrong.
And come November, I will vote, hoping it will make a difference.