courage
Today I have to file a police report for work... at the same precinct where I reported my sexual assault last year.
(It occurs to me that I never concluded that story. It's simple, really: the Assistant DA didn't want the case because it wouldn't do well in court, despite the fact that a crime WAS committed against me. I suspect caseload was to blame as well. I told her--yes, a woman--that it was situations like this and people like her that made the world a shitty place. So. Moral of story? Women are still property, to be abused as their significant others see fit.)
My boss knows this is going to be tough for me and is (shockingly) understanding and insists that I don't have to go to the station. I've been through worse. I can handle this. I'm strong. And, rationally, it's not the police, the precinct, or even the Assistant DA that let me down, it's society and the persistence of rape culture that are the true culprits.
(It occurs to me that I never concluded that story. It's simple, really: the Assistant DA didn't want the case because it wouldn't do well in court, despite the fact that a crime WAS committed against me. I suspect caseload was to blame as well. I told her--yes, a woman--that it was situations like this and people like her that made the world a shitty place. So. Moral of story? Women are still property, to be abused as their significant others see fit.)
My boss knows this is going to be tough for me and is (shockingly) understanding and insists that I don't have to go to the station. I've been through worse. I can handle this. I'm strong. And, rationally, it's not the police, the precinct, or even the Assistant DA that let me down, it's society and the persistence of rape culture that are the true culprits.