Me (13 years old at the time): Dad, Mom’s cheating on you. I saw her making out with this man.
Dad: Listen here, princess. The guy’s filthy rich, and when you have money, it’s normal to have a hot mistress like your mom.
Me: But aren’t you jealous?
Dad: laughs
I was flabbergasted, lmao.
That man probably had finally realized that it wasn’t his shame it happened but those that did it and those that enabled it.
I was beat by my father for trying to talk about being raped. I was very young when it happened the first time. It was easier to beat me to silence than it was for him to admit he delivered me to this man so he could go to a pool hall to play snooker and talk shit. He never took me back but there is a reason why I didn’t go to the funeral.
Telling people it happened is better than keeping it secret. After all the shame isn’t the victims its the rapist.
I never understood why we blame rape victims for what happens to them. For some reason society at large seems to think everyone deserves everything that happens to them
Religion seems to make this worse “Oh you have bad karma”, “Oh Law of Attraction, you get what you vibrate out.”, “Haven’t you heard the prosperity gospel? The poor are poor because they’ve angered God.”
I’m sick of this shit
I mean how often have we heard “Elon must be a genius, if he wasn’t he wouldn’t be rich and famous!”