A Tiny Little Haiku about My Experience with Rape...

[blogtastic_dee]

In the very last minutes of last March, almost two days ago, I made a brash decision to publicly post an accounting of my personal experience with sexual assault. I didn't seek the counsel of my friends before doing so, and I didn't really consider that there could be any consequences. For a giddy moment or two, I wanted to shout it out to the

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[blogtastic_dee]

Humor me here for one more moment, if you care to: (Except for that it won't require much imagination if you have your own troubled past.)

Imagine that an Awful Thing happened in your life. Then imagine that there was an informal ban on discussing this Bad Thing because you must not upset people. But now I want you to imagine something happier! What if this prohibition was self-imposed? What if you decided to share your Bad Thing and people told you that they had Bad Things that they wanted to share with you as well? What if you felt less alone when you heard those stories? And what if other people affirmed that it had likely been very difficult for you, and they said really lovely and validating things to you? If you can imagine any of this, then you can hazard a guess as to how amazing this April has been for me so far, and we're only one and half days in!

I welcome comments on this subject. Anonymous and otherwise.

[blogtastic_dee]

wow! the level of courage and honesty have overwhelmed me. i am humbled, and i am filled with joy with your freedom found in your sharing.

[blogtastic_dee]

Thank you SO much for these kind words! :o)