“i was raped. I knew my attacker. I had broken ribs, and a pregnancy that ended in an abortion later that year. Even later, there would be a trial”
though there are some people who do make false allegations when you are not one and when you are forced to be in a position that makes people think you are lying it is the worst, fucking feeling available.
[Content note: abuse, being disbelieved]
Since last night, almost as soon as the Toronto Star published the article wherein eight women — including Lucy Decoutere — came forward with allegations of abuse by Jian Ghomeshi, i’ve been reading a number of variations on the theme of being done with the Jian story. And i can sympathize.
I’m done with Jian Ghomeshi too.
But I’m not done with Lucy Decoutere.
I’m not done with any of the other seven women whose stories are reported by the Star.
I’m not done with the unnamed woman who spoke yesterday evening on CBC’s As It Happens.
I’m not done with any potential survivors who haven’t spoken yet.
I’m not even done with them if they don’t speak.
I’m not done with the women who have been assaulted by other famous or well-loved men.
I’m not done with the women who were assaulted by men…
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