I watch too many movies. (Although I haven't been doing much of that these days.)
I'm a survivor of sexual abuse.
I also have brown hair, if you want to know more details about me.
This doesn't change who I am. Because if my hair color really affects who I am... then that's sad. And the fact that I was raped, molested, and assaulted by three different people over the course of my life should not change much about me, either. Except... you know... I get mad about injustice, particularily injustice and stupidity surrounding sexual abuse. I get infuriated. I feel the injustice pumping through me and I do something. I am silent no longer. I am a whistleblower. Along with the rest of the survivors and advocates and supporters out there... I am standing up and saying, this has finally become enough.
I'm saying there shouldn't be any more silence.
I'm saying we should be free.