The intense angry sexual assault conversations knocked down the door to my secret pain. For all intent and purposes, I am well adjusted. I live in my worthiness, I believe my circumstances are not who I am. And, my abusers have long since died. However, on rare occasions, unpredicted triggers catch my breath in hushed fury. I ask the ghosts “How could you? How dare you? YOU were supposed to protect me.” Yet, I never told. “The Equal Employment Opportunity Commission reports receiving 12,000 allegations of sex-based harassment each year, with women accounting for about 83 percent of the complainants. That figure……
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My heart cried last week: Part One
