fauxcyborg:

victim blaming, rape

I’m not interested in discussions about how rape accusations ruin men’s lives. I’m really not. Not until I hear how disclosing rape is even more fraught. 

I have told maybe five people the details about my rape. Maybe. The rest of the time I keep the details vague. 

You know what I still get? I still get told that I’m just trying to ruin some innocent man’s life. I still get harassed. I still get death threats and rape threats and told I’m too ugly to be raped, that I was should count myself lucky, that I deserved it, that I’m a fucking bitch who’s lying, that I’m nothing. Even when people believe me they refer to my flashbacks as hissy fits! Even when people believe me they get mad at me for bringing it up! 

What do people think life is life for someone who discloses being assaulted? It isn’t easy. It isn’t being consoled, it isn’t filled with assurances. It’s gaslighting, it’s victim blaming, it’s hard.