In the before times, I was:
Silenced by shame.
Imploded by hate.
Terrified by a secret.
Sparked by “Why do you always call your dad an asshole?”
Fueled by standing up for myself.
Devastated by apathy.
Then I was:
Baffled by the 2016 election; though I stayed quiet.
Disgusted by the #metoo stories; yet I didn’t speak up.
Appalled by the dismissal of Dr. Ford; and my anger percolated.
Horrified by seeing a friend and meeting her brother — both raped daily by their father; and my fury simmered.
Crushed to learn when my friend posted about her own sexual assault as a preschooler …
And finally, finally, I exploded:
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