There’s a back story to this project, yet another in the endless line of projects. I don’t know when I’ll get around to finishing it, but I had to get it started because it’s been persistently inhabiting my head.
Recently, in a thread on Pharyngula, I mentioned having been raped to someone commenting. Their reaction was…novel. Apparently, they were so darned shocked they unilaterally decided I was not allowed to talk about being raped because it might hurt my feelings. Yep, you read right. After several tries, on my part and the part of others, to get through to this person, I lost my patience, which resulted in this post by me. So, now I have this little project which will be a reminder to never, ever allow anyone to silence me or others who have been raped. Our voices are important.
Eta: Just in case someone feels this isn’t appropriate for a child to see – children get raped, too. I know, I was one. If a child does see this, first and foremost, I want them to know they are not alone. I’d like them find strength in that, to find compassion and empathy and whatever else they need. I’d hope they would find their voice, to speak out, loudly so, and to know, always, that it is never a case of them being at fault.