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Unfortunately, sexual assault isn’t a very rare thing.
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I have lost a lot of friends in my short twenty three years. I’ve detached myself from a […]
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If these walls could talk what would they say?
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I couldn’t believe how healing the entire process was: the writing itself, the discussions prior to publishing, and then the conversations it allowed me to have after it was published. It felt like scrubbing myself clean after years of feeling a mix of blame and shame and disgust and numbness.